HANDS OF RETRIBUTION

CHAPTER 190

“Hello, Ben,” Oliver Debaucher greeted with a smile.

Ben clenched his jaws as he realized that it was Oliver Debaucher. He wasn’t a fan of his because of the kind of work he did. He was a thief. A professional one, and he had lured Roman into it. Not once but twice.

“What do you want?” Ben asked coldly.

Oliver Debaucher chuckled with his hands behind him. He had his hands behind him as he stood before Ben all dressed in a black turtleneck sweater and a pot of gray trousers. His blonde hair was combed neatly and his eyes glowed as he smiled. He was gorgeous but that didn’t move Ben at all.

“I’m here to see Roman. I’m sure he must have told you we were coming?” Oliver said.

Ben clenched his jaws once more. He was right. He called Roman earlier this morning and told him that it was an emergency and he would be in New York shortly. But it was evening now, and the sun was setting just over the horizon.

Ben didn’t want their evening to be ruined by him. It had already been ruined whe