Gangster Maid

Ten

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"The doctor is still not on his right mind, boss."

Van Clark Trivet stood up from his seat and faced the huge window which shows the vast view of the mountainous area with a lake not from the mansion.

"How long had he been lock up to his room?" he asked.

"Since the incident of the fire in the brothel. He's been calling someone's name over and over again." Nicolo reported in bowed head.

Van Clark had returned from his business in Taipei when the UAE had called out his attention regarding the involvement of Trivet in the human trafficking six months ago.

"I told you to operate like you walk in thin ice. But you had me under fire with the human right's committee instead?" Trivet hissed. "And now, Jun you, had lost his mind?"

Nicolo blinked nervously when Van's voice raise into notch. Nothing ever come good with the Head Trivet was pissed. Who knows he might be dismissed for the night. And by dismissal means shot dead and fed to his pet piranha on the pool just outside the mansion, near the lake.

"We've already brought Tasia and Kroger in here, boss. We suspected that they were involved in calling the attentions of the HR committees from UAE." Nicolo hastily reinforced seeing Trivet lifted his magnum slowly from the table.

The head Trivet eyed Nicolo for the moment, considering his statement if he'll ever waste time in discussing things to those club owners.

"Tasia said something about one of his black tagged bitch. The one with a higher price. She had escaped from the heavily guarded club, killing at her will." Nicolo said, placing photos of the recent commercial black tags they've transported. He pushed the picture of certain Japanese woman with a passport name, Dara Park.

Van studied the picture in silence and pointed the gun barrel to it.

"And I've seen a strange tattoo across her chest." Nicolo added with confidence now that Trivet seemed to pay him attention.

"Tattoo?"

"Yes, boss. It's strange but I didn't have a good look on it." he said.

The head trivet nodded. "Bring the club owners herein."

"Yes, boss." Nicolo intended to leave the room when Van asked for one more thing.

"Bring Jun in here. Either you break his bones to knock him out from insanity, do it. We need his skills to track this Dara, you say."