“We lost track of Mr. Sean, sir.” Damian stood with a slightly hunched back. His head was bowed, not daring to lift his face.Luis, who heard him, appeared calm. However, anyone who knew him would know that the man was carrying a bomb within him. Slowly, Luis walked towards the corner of the room. There was a large vase containing several golf clubs.His lips curled into a thin grin, but no one saw it because he was facing the wall. Luis took a golf club and traced it from end to end with his eyes. “So, you don't know Sean's whereabouts?” he asked softly, but with emphasis.“Yes, sir,” Damian replied with a trembling voice. Occasionally, the corner of his eye glanced towards Luis to gauge the man's expression. Damian quickly bowed his head when Luis turned to him and now walked slowly towards him.Luis stood right in front of Damian, causing Damian's body to break out in cold sweat. Damian had followed Luis for two years, so he knew how the man behaved. He would do anything to achieve
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