"You can't do that to us just by hearing that brat?!" The owner pointed an accusing finger at me.
"I can do a lot of things to you for calling my sister a brat!" Dominic spat back which shut him up immediately.
Max's team already started to arrest everyone excluding the owner. The middle aged short heightened man with a pot belly and bald head was scared but it doesn't look like he is going to get down so easily.
I looked at the watch in my hand. It's two thirty in the morning. I looked at the girls and saw that they were freshened up enough. I had given them leave when it was four in the afternoon and asked them to take plenty of rest till one in the morning. So that they can be prepared enough for this and for what to come next.
But right now I don't have much time to waste on the owner, his sorry dramas and his workers' unnecessary crying and pleadings.