The Billionaire Takeover

Chapter 121

Fabio, sat in the blood red booth of a diner with his friends. His fingers wrapped around the coffee he ordered. The distinct scent of chicken and curry permeated the diner, gurgling the stomachs of everyone oresent exceot the three detectives that were busy going around the details of the case they were working on.

Christian's eyebrows were scrunched up, the crease in between displayed the frustration dancing in his heart and the hand that grabbed his hair was another proof of such frustration.

His friends were no different, Daniel who was not used to holding up expressions other than anger and apathy, was suddenly placed in a position where he could not hide the confusion of the facts built up like a maze around him.

He was not good with mazes.

Fabio on the other hand seemed tonhave gotten a sligj understanding of what they were dealing with. The hot coffee that hebhad downed blessed his tongue with a taste that was too strong and as such, rather unpleasant. But just like Daniel,