The Return Of General Tyler

Weakness

"Judas, the general didn't assign me to the work, so I know nothing about your containers," Alex said, his voice laced with a hint of desperation. "He said the work was too much for me and entrusted it to another person, so I don't know anything about it. And he won't tell a third party about his plan, so I know nothing about it."

Judas' face turned red with anger, his eyes blazing with fury. "You told me you're capable, and that's the main reason I gave the work to you. Now you're giving me reasons to doubt your capacity. Judas is planning to ruin me, and he's succeeding with it."

Alex's voice was calm and defensive. "If I knew something about it, I would have told you about it. You're just giving me lame excuses, Alex, and I don't need any excuses from you."

Alex sighed, his voice laced with a hint of resignation. "Anyway, I will do my best. I will make friends with the other guy to get information from him."

Judas' grip on the phone tightened, his mind racing with thoughts of reven