Chapitre 104: Secret Business

Drax is sitting by a stool while one of his legs is resting on the other stool available. He is smoking an electric cigarette while watching Primo negotiate with the client that Grandmama met two weeks ago. 

"Where is the money? It has been a week, Mr. Twilight."

The man, who is sitting in front of Primo while he is holding a metal rod, gulps as he stares at Primo with pleading eyes, hoping that mercy, will arrive. 

Praying that they will spare his life since his boss is the reason why the money hasn't arrived. Sweats drop in every corner of his body as Primo leans forward to ask him one more time. 

"I am going to ask again, Mr. Twilight."

The man nods his head as his eyes subconsciously looks down to the metal rod that Primo is holding. The taller male smiles as he observes the man's expression while keeping the pressure until he confesses. 

"Where is the money?"