Rodriguez groaned and threw his phone away in anger, no matter how he tried to get him. Miguel is always one step ahead.
His men line up in front of him, waiting for what he is going to do. They know that when he is angry, he can hurt any of them.
He looked at them and took the gun on the table, he cock it, ready to fire but they dare not move or try to dodge his bullet.
"You are all incompetent," he yelled.
"You can't get just one person, then what's all the training for?" He asks.
"I pay professionals to train you all, but you are just a bunch of useless fools i should kill right now."
"That bastard took my money, and he got away with it, " Rodriguez said, fuming in anger.
"We will get him next time, boss," one of them said, and he didn't think twice before giving him a shot on his forehead.
"Stai zitto! (Shut up)"
