A voice on the other end asked, "What is Draymond's secretary doing at the moment?" The tone was both mature and menacing, causing a shiver to run down Dark's spine as he listened.
'I'm curious how old this guy is. His voice sounds so scary and powerful, damn! Even Agent Red, the fearless man I know, is afraid of him!' Dark cursed inwardly in silence after hearing his boss's words.
Dark glanced at Simon, who was seated near the window, sipping his coffee with a weary expression.
"Nothing much. Just sitting in a coffee shop, maybe celebrating his boss' death with a cup of coffee," Dark replied, a sinister laugh escaping his lips.
'Are you tired of searching for someone you can't find, kid? What a pity,' Dark thought, gazing at Simon.
The mysterious man on the other end chuckled with a sense of victory. "Good. Watch them closely and inform me of any suspicious activity," the boss instructed, his voice chillingly cold.
