Chapter 88 Oh, My Poor Lucas

• Colombia.
• Lucas' eyes fluttered open in a dark room. He blinked, trying to adjust to the darkness when the creaking sound of the door opening reached his ears. After a few seconds, the door opened, illuminating the room, the brightness momentarily blinding him. He shut his eyes for a few seconds before opening them.
• “You son of a bitch, how dare you!” Lucas growled, angrily getting to his feet but feeling restricted; his gaze moved down only to realize he was bound to a metal chair. “What is the meaning of this, Victor?!” he snarled.