Chapter 38: Keep Your Enemies Closer

*Marco*

Marco’s mind was consumed with thoughts of Angela and the current situation. 

He leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, when a sudden knock on the door interrupted his contemplation.

"Come in," Marco called out, his voice firm and authoritative.

The door opened, and two of his most trusted thugs, Ricky and Kyle, entered the room. They stood before him, their postures straight and their faces impassive.

"Boss," Ricky said with a gruff voice. "We've been trying to track down Anton, but it's like he's vanished into thin air."

Marco's brow furrowed, his frustration evident. "And what about the money Angela stole? Any leads on that?"

Kyle shook his head. "Nothing yet. We've been shaking down every source we have, but no one seems to know anything."

Marco slammed his fist on the desk, causing the two men to flinch. "Unacceptable," he growled. "I want results, not excuses. Double your efforts, and don't come back until you have something concrete."