Owen sat across from Kevin Rodrigo in the sleek, imposing office of the Rodrigo Enterprises where he worked, a cigarette between his slender fingers, he exhaled the smoke clouding his vision of Kevin sitting across from him in the office. If there was one thing he wanted more than ever, it was for the man to disappear from the face of the Earth, but he couldn't act on his plan of killing him yet because he hadn't gotten the opportunity to do so when he was so worried about his beloved wife to be.
"You said you wanted to see me," Owen broke the silence in the office, "What's it about?"
A slow smile curved Kevin's aged face as he began to speak, leaning back on the leather chair, "You don't sound eager to see me though," he said, "Is it because I denied you the position of taking over the Da Kroll second branch in Zen and gave it to Simon when I'd already promised you the position?" He asked, his voice laced with mockery.
