CHAPTER 2, SECOND VERSION.
2 WEEKS LATER.
"any tracking on them?"
the devil sipped his extremely hot tea, lifting his legs up to sit them on the desk.
"unfortunately no. last time we got tracking was at this house, symere woods," jeffery responded.
"he's friends with leland wayne, lied to us that he didn't see them but we found the scent of sheyaa in his house." jeffery informed the evil lord.
"he's going to get found real fucking soon. send out more demon hunters," he spoke.
"sir, that's 400 you've already sent out—"
"i don't give a fuck! sheyaa and his play toy needs to be fucking caught. sheyaa needa come back now. he went against my fucking rules."
"sir, we're trying are hardest to find him. sheyaa is four steps ahead of us sir."
"well cut that shit to zero steps," the devil said, dropping his nail filer on the table, "get the fuck out my face, i need my silence."
