Devin walked briskly to his boss's room and mutters some silent prayer when he reach outside his door because he knew what he was going to meet their boss was definitely something that could turn him into a dead man.
They just made a terrible mistake that could get bullets raving into their brains.
They fucking messed up a transaction and that alone could send them to their early grave.
Devin knocked on his door and he heard a faint reply from inside. The room was lit because the room curtain was drawn filling the room with morning's brightness but the scene in front of Devin was astounding.
His boss was painting!! His boss could paint? That was news to him.
"Boss.." Devin called not bothering to dwell on the scene in from of him. "What's wrong Devin," Aiden's soft voice rang out and Devin sucked in some shaky breath.
