Bab 105: Lothar (2)

"I—I don't know, boss. But he's young, and he has this scar… over his right eye."

For a moment, the room fell silent. Lothar's expression darkened as he leaned forward, clearly irritated by the vague description. "Why should I give a damn about some punk with a scar?" he growled, his voice rising.

The subordinate swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a near whisper. "Because, boss… he's already killed Ruckus, Jake, and Ronan."

Lothar froze, his eyes widening in disbelief. The weight of those names hung in the air for a moment as if it were impossible for him to comprehend what he had just heard.

"He... killed my men?" Lothar repeated slowly, his voice barely contained as rage began to bubble beneath the surface.

The subordinate nodded quickly, taking a step back as if expecting Lothar's wrath to erupt at any second. "Yes, boss. Ruckus, Jake, and Ronan—he took them out. We found their bodies outside the village."