Bab 856: Protective Instincts

"Thank you for your help, commissioner," Marcel ended the call, the smile on his face giving away to an exhausted expression. He tossed the phone to his desk, running his hand through his hair. It was exhausting trying to tie off all loose ends. 

He turned to face the people in his office and it was no one but Luca and Samuel, two of his most trusted soldiers. 

"We have nothing to worry about, no law enforcement would be on our ass," He said. 

"We would have to lay low for a while, though, boss. Just cause no one is coming to burst our assess doesn't mean eyes aren't on us and waiting for the time to strike." 

"Good idea," Marcel said, while going through the papers scattered around his desk, "Focus on our other businesses for the moment, and don't give them shit to dig up on us." 

"Yes, boss."