Her words told Harry that the secretary was just the beginning, a warning. If those people still does not respect her then Nathalie wouldn't mind firing each and everyone of them.
Harry gritted his teeth, he wanted to pull out a gun and just kill this wench. But not until they find the token, they couldn't do anything.
If she were to die just as she returned then the obvious would be visible.
They thought her brothers would be of use to them, but just a day and the three were already so close. Making a move on her would not be so easy at all.
"I'll speak with them," he relented and said.
"Then I shall go and get myself a new secretary," she clapped her hands and put the lighter back on her pocket before walking out of that place.
Harry glared at her back, the secretary should have been their closest person to her but she just went and fired her.
