Significant

.......Mykel's pov....

I stepped into the office and met Mr Frosh sitting on his table comfortable. He's not really the usual kind of boss you'd meet daily. He's very weird and I suspect he has mental issues.

This time, he wasn't drinking vodka or smoking a cigarette - He's drinking water.

Which is also strange.

"Good evening" I greeted approaching him.

"I heard you killed an as.shole that was on the run. Do you know how much pain I wanted him to go through before dying???" He questioned giving me a scalding look.

"I'm not to blame. It's the incompetent guards you kept incharge of him. I told you that I want peace and whoever stains that gets a bullet for it..." I replied daringly.

He cracked and shook his head negatively.

"Fine. I'll let this drop. I'm sure the devil's in hell by now. I learned the mission was a success. Luckily, you stuck to m