"Fine, take as long as you want but I want that bitch dead. I am against second chances but since the circumstances this time were somewhat unavoidable, I am willing to overlook your half-assed efforts. But you shouldn't take my leniency for granted and waste my time."
The old Tamer shuddered thinking of the daggers hidden in Nelson's words. His instinct told him to let go of this job but the losses he had suffered already were too much for him to give up this early. He mustered his courage and looked straight in Nelson's eyes as if to defy his overwhelming presence and keep his self image from deteriorating.
Nelson didn't even bother about what the old Tamer was thinking in his heart. Instead of encouraging the Tamer, he threatened his well being so openly as if the old man wasn't a threat but a chess piece in his eyes that Nelson could move based on his will.
