39 Protectiveness

ALEJANDRO'S P.O.V. Sitting down in the office, I turned around in my chair as I thought of all the possibilities that I had of getting that bastard killed. It's been years, yet I couldn't figure this out because he kept moving from unknown places to another. A knock on the door caught my attention and I mumbled 'come in' and the door flew open revealing one of my men who had been an undercover spy trying to find where that bastard was. “Any news?” I asked, and from the look on his face, I already knew the answer. “If we have to capture Felix and get him killed, then we just have to find a source that links to him.” “What's your suggestion?” “Felix goes undercover, travels by air and rail, what if you section men everywhere, we could easily get a hold of him that way.” I looked at him with my eyebrows raised slightly. “Have you lost your mind!” I asked softly as he shivered from my voice. “Boss thinks thing through it's really a good idea” I threw a pocket knife