Chapter 52

• “Fucking hell!”
• The crystal glass shattered against the marble floor, the glasses flying everywhere. The sharp sound barely fazed the man sitting across from Michael, who simply swirled his whiskey like nothing had happened.
• Micheal’s heart was boiling, and he was extremely angry. He had just had a meeting with Remmy, asking when he would be given an actual position since he had been a stand-in for so long. But Remmy just smiled and said when the time is right.