Chapter 46

Somewhere

A man sat behind a massive oak desk, his fingers filled with skull rings drumming against the polished wood, eyes cold and calculating.

Across from him, a figure stood rigid, awaiting orders.

"Did you plant our mole between the Vargos successfully?"

There was a pause. The man nodded his head slowly. "Yes, boss. It’s done. They don’t have a clue yet."

A smirk twisted across the man’s lips