Chapter Twelve

"So you guys can't handle such a simple assignment by yourselves?", Nico asked as he sipped his glass of wine in the parlour of the villa. "Not that," John replied. "The problem here is that Mr. Bronco seems determined to order me around and worse, he's planning to crowd the mission." "Get him," Nico ordered. John promptly stepped out and asked one of the men hanging around to quickly call Jack. "Tell him to come immediately. Nico and I wanna see him right now." As the man went off on the errand, John felt proud and satisfied with himself at having paid Jack back in half his own coin. He went back into the parlour to await him. Few minutes later, Jack walked in, not looking very pleased. "You called for me, boss," he said to Nico, making sure to ignore John's presence totally. "I did," Nico answered. "I hear you guys are now bickering like chickens over the mission I assigned to both of you as if it's grains of maize." "No boss,"