CHAPTER 107: THE PERFECT PLAN

"What did you just say?" Veronica barked into the phone, her pulse racing. Her face burned red like lava, and anyone could see her boiling with rage. The caller on the other end shivered briefly before repeating, "Uhm…ah…Paul didn't die in the explosion. We don't know what happened, but he's alive, and he's…not even injured." "You bunch of useless rats!" Veronica said, growling. She was uneasy, and no number of curses could convey how badly she wanted to rip the face of the man on the call with her. "What did I pay you for then?" "To bomb the car, ma'am?" the man answered innocently, but this pissed off Veronica even more. He scoffed. "I don't know what blinded me to hire dumbasses like you all. I mean, you can't get a simple task straight, and you call yourselves, what, hitmen?" "The huntsmen, ma'am…" "Don't correct me, you fool!" Veronica snapped. "I paid you for a simple task, and you will explain to me why and how it failed." The man swallowed hard. He already regretted taki