Chapter 98 For The Moment

• Alan sat in his office, idly swirling in his chair. He picked up a dart from his desk and aimed at the dartboard on the wall. With a swift flick of his wrist, he released the dart and watched it hit the center. "Bullseye," he muttered to himself. A knock on the door interrupted his moment of satisfaction.
• "Come in," he called out, turning his chair to face the door. Three of his men entered, their expressions serious.
• "What's the good news? Spill it," Alan said, leaning back in his chair with a smug smile. His men exchanged uneasy glances before one of them stepped forward.