With a deep frown and a disturbed expression on his face, Timmy stared at the red sentence on the wall.
You capture one child, I rob one store. I'm always watching.
Timmy had been messing around in a brothel when one of his father's people delivered a letter to him. The contents were short and simple, telling him that someone was targeting their businesses and that his father wanted him to stay at Baroma for a while to make sure that things were safe.
But little did Timmy expect, that these mysterious people had already begun to move. By the time he had come back to he capital, his grains warehouse and a jewellery store was robbed clean, both of which had happened just last night.
Frustrated, he kicked the wall and groaned in pain before glaring at one of his father's concubines. Once he found a target to release his emotions on, he got on with it as he rained down slaps and punches on her.
