A Puppet Rise For System Boss Allen

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“We haven’t set eyes on the target sir,” the man with a scrawny face and a scar said to the phone “I gave you an order to find him and take care of it, don’t call me until you do so, got it?” Lincoln yelled at him as the car was coming to a halt.

“We’ve arrived sir”, the driver said calmly as he came down to open the back door, gesturing that Lincoln could come down. There was an awful great amount of people walking into the symposium.

“Pick me up soon,” he said to his driver before walking in as well. The place seemed to have a nice touch to it, the grandeur of the symposium meant that it was only for the rich. Lincoln made his way to a seat where he met an unfamiliar man whom he struck up a conversation with.

“Did you get it done yet?” The man asked, adjusting his coat “Not yet, we’re still on the search but I trust my boys, they’ll do a good job” Lincoln answered bowing slightly forward.

“Sir next to me then” the man answered looking calm with his glasses, his eyes watching the lad