CHAPTER FOURTY - SEVEN - HIM.

He paced the floor of his office with his phone in his hands, waiting. His phone was supposed to have rang several minutes ago. What was keeping him? Had he been caught? He wouldn't want to have to kill off another useful pawn. It meant finding another to take it's place and he didn't have the patience nor the time. Mr. Fernandez's death and the discovery of the paper company was still taking its toll on him. He had asked for it, though. How dare he try to blackmail him? When he saw the list of evidences that Mr. Fernandez said that that boy Mateo Garcia had sent to him, he knew he had to cut him off. He had not planned to kill him, though. They had been working together for the longest of time, and he had planned to help him escape. Get a plastic surgery. Go to another country and live his life to the fullest. He would give that as a gift to him for working with him for so many years. But the fool had not want to leave his family behind. "They are going to expose