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Nathan's POV
"Ah, they're here."
I pressed a button on my desk, allowing four men to enter my office.
They saluted before me.
"Sir Agent!"
Heavy voices resounded in the closed room.
"You're here as?"
"A family, Sir!"
I chuckled at their answer.
'Four burly men coming to visit a manager as a family?'
'A funny thing, that is.'
'Wait, actually, it makes sense, kind of… not really.'
'I mean, they could be some sort of hunter group—'
"Sir!"
Their voice cut off my thoughts.
I let out a cough.
"Hm-hm, I was focused."
I wasn't lying.
I really wasn't!
But their eyes didn't seem to think so.
"Whatever…. Report!"
"Nothing from me; last night was quiet, Sir!"
"Target whored himself out at a club, Sir!"
"Target tortured a few homeless in the slums, Sir!"
