DOMINIC
Dragging the steel chair with a screech, I sat on it with my leg resting over the other and watched Carlos talking nonsense.
"Boss. What is happening? I didn't do anything. Please, trust me. You can tell me what happened, I'll help you find out."
He was chained to a chair with his hands and legs bound.
I scoffed, and that evil smirk broke out on my face, which always made its appearance in such situations.
"Okay. Help me then."
He nodded his head vigorously.
"Yes yes. I will."
"Hmm." I rubbed my jaws with my thumb and index finger
"Tell me then. How did Rosario know when I was about to attack him last year?"
His eyebrows met, and he looked at me with his mouth agape; his chest was heaving. He shook his head.
"I-I don't know, Boss."
I shrugged my shoulders before leaning forward with my elbows resting on my thighs.
"See. You can't help."
"B-b-boss. I'll try my best to find out. I swear."
