Chapter Twenty II

Santiago tapped the stick of his cigarette using his index finger as his thumb and middle were holding the cigar in between to remove the excess ashes on its tip. 

Boredom was evident on his face as he groggily laid his back against the backrest of his swivel chair. Waiting has always been the most boring thing he could ever do and that's what he was doing now. 

He yawned, tears escaping from the corners of his eyes. He glanced once again to his phone that is lying on his table, hoping that he received a text but doesn't receive any of what's he's waiting for. 

"Fuck, what's taking them too long." He frustratedly laid back to his swivel chair, closing his eyes and putting pressure on his eyelids using his fingers. 

Minutes and hours had passed but he didn't receive any updates from his men. His mind filled with unnecessary thoughts the reason why he decided to contact them instead. 

After the second ring, someone answered t