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Hunter's P.O.V.

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" I'll send in some to Charlotte later in the day tomorrow" Guillermo said as he stepped out of the living room, to which I only nodded.

My eyes were on the television screen but my brain is only replaying the meeting I had with Dorado exports.

What exactly do those men take me for? A fool?

I even scheduled us another meeting and yet they had no hints that their plans were as useless as dust.

Another Saturday night and I'm enjoying a solo movie with a humble glass of whiskey.

Then my phone chimed.

Dad.

I answered the call and waited for him to say something into the receiver.

I'm actually pissed off at him.

" Hunter?"

" Yes Dad?"

" Why the silence on the phone?"

I took a sip of my drink before responding.

" Because I'm actually unhappy with you"

" What? Why?"

I rolled my eyes at his fake act.

" Dad, you promised to talk to Iris about Mason Reid. But how did things turn out?"