The unknown

WRITER'S POV

At night...

In a dark room filled with smokes and some men dressed in black. They all stood beside a man who was sitting on a huge chair, puffing out smokes from his mouth and nostrils.

He held the huge long pipe close to himself and he drew out smokes from it as though his life depends on it.

He wore a black long robe, a black hat and a dark shades. Literally he was dressed in all black, and he had this deadly aura around him, the look of terror was l around him.

Definitely he was a man of high status, someone who shouldn't be meses with.

"How are my boys doing?" The unknown man asked. Then the one on black immediately stepped forward.

"For now there's no news about them, last I heard Maxwell was able to secure the deal with Mr Silverstein's, instead of Edwin," He replied and the man laughed heartily, revealing his yellowish set of teeth's.

"Well that's a good start in butting their heads together, they'll end up becoming the downfall of each other, while I rise up to th