Chapter One Hundred and Thirty

Henry had no idea why his heart skipped the way it did when the question was thrown to the uniformed men who had gone to conduct the search on his premises.

There was nothing to worry about right? He didn't have what they were looking for right?

Henry's eyes narrowed as he fixed his gaze on the uniformed men who were trooping into his office with stern looks on their faces. He fixed his gaze on the face of the man who spoke.

"We did a thorough search around the premises just as you instructed..." The man started and Henry almost heaved a sigh of relief.

"You see?" Henry cut in, stepping forward. "You are just being unnecessarily dramatic,"

"Let him finish," the pot bellied man who had been in Henry's office cut Henry short.

The uniformed man cast Henry a glance and continued. "He seems to be very crafty in hiding his dirt and covering his tracks." The man added.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Henry barked. "I have nothing to hide, that is why I gave you access to search."

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