CHAPTER 59

Timothy Belton was in his office lost in his thoughts until his telephone rang. It startled him back to reality and he rushed for it, plucking the receiver and placing it on his ear.

“Hello? Who’s this?” He requested.

“Mr. Belton,” a strange voice greeted.

Timothy cranked his eyebrow in confusion. The question in his mind was a familiar one.

“Yes? Who’s speaking?”

“I think you’ll find that interesting when I’m done,” the voice said.

Timothy didn’t understand what his words meant.

“What do you want?” He asked.

“The same thing you want, Mr. Belton,” the voice replied. “To take down Roman Lacroix.”

Timothy was stunned by this. How did this person know he was after Roman? Whoever they were, they were well-updated on information about them.

“And what makes you think I can trust you?” Timothy asked. “I don’t even know your name.”

The voice chuckled on the other end of the line which annoyed Timothy. He was running out of patience. He would have thought of this to be a prank call if