RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT

CHAPTER 185

"They are complete now! These are the ones on duty that night," the head guard reported, saluting as he stopped in front of Nicholas.

The air in the lounge was thick with tension as Nicholas sat on the plush sofa, his fingers drumming anxiously on the armrest. A tumbler of amber liquid sat on the table before him, untouched for now, its golden hue glinting under the warm light.

Across from him, Michos perched on the edge of a matching chair, his posture tense and alert. He was looking nervous, restless and uncomfortable. One could tell that something was going on in his mind, with the serious expression worn on his face.

The entire security team that was on night duty two days ago all stood quietly on front of Nicholas, their gazes fixed straight ahead, seemingly oblivious to the unease permeating the room. They didn't know what was going on, but for Niçholas to have summon all of them, there must have been a problem.

Nicholas exhaled a heavy sigh and reached for the tumbler, s