"What? What do you mean?! It's raining cats and dogs here! Get your shit together, Oman!" Alexis yelled in a thunderous tone, tightening his grip over the car seat, trying not to hurt someone right now.
"It's because our supplies don't last longer if we were to get you. But don't worry, Master, my men are on their way—"
"THEY BETTER BE! BECAUSE IF THEY AREN'T, IM GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!" He roared, anger flashed in his eyes and his tone. Their life is at stake here and yet this man failed to serve him.
"This is why I hate useless idiots for fuck sake." He mumbled but it was enough for Oman to hear what he said. Alexis immediately ended the call, throwing away in a fit of rage out of their car.
These useless fools, they can't do anything.
"There's an empty warehouse, we're far from there. I think it's one of your ports, Enrile." Alexis said as he eyes the nearest port that they're about to approach. It was empty after he failed to salvage it.