78. DREAMS

~ Damon ~ - - - - - One Week Later - - - - - “Here you go, boss,”  Liam pushed a brown envelope to Damon’s desk and Damon took it. Inside the office, the atmosphere was dark and gloomy. It was late at night and Damon, Adrian, Liam, and Beau were doing their usual internal meeting. “Nice work, Liam,” Damon nodded approvingly at the contents of the envelope. They were polaroid pictures of men in their bloody shirts, most likely after being shot at. “Thank you. The boys did great,” Liam smiled victoriously. He always took great pride in his handiwork.  “And this one’s from our team,” Beau said, pushing another brown envelope to Damn’s desk.  Damon inspected the contents of the envelope and smirked. Inside the envelope were documents about a cruise ship and its passenger list. “Everything is in motion, boss,” Beau said. “Now we’re just waiting for the signal and it’s good to go,” “Good work,” Damon nodded in approval and sat back in his chair. “You two may be dismissed, but keep me updated