Ren's smile sharpened. "I was hoping you'd say that. I'd love a chance to handle Blake Martinez personally."
"No need," Ethan replied coolly. "Sooner or later, they will be eliminated from this country."
Ren let out a soft sigh, feeling a bit disappointed.
"You're no fun, Boss. I was really looking forward to torturing that man. How dare he try to mess with us?" She expresses her anger without taking her eyes off the street ahead.
Ethan finally turned his eyes toward her. He could see her hand tighten on the wheel, enough to tell how annoyed this girl was.
"Relax, you will have your chances. Be patient."
Ren leaned back in her seat, satisfied enough. Then, curiosity crept into her tone.
"Boss… can I ask something?"
Ethan did not answer immediately. He simply frowned, staring at her, suspicious that this girl would ask something she shouldn't. Again!
