Declan entered the office sullenly, exuding hot air all around him. He sat in his chair, fist on the table, elbow on the armrest. His mind was recounting the conversation he had just had with Dante. He knew Sean was involved in murdering both the waiter and the photographer but was unable to find a clue against him. However, Sean found out that Dante was following Angus, making things more difficult.
He had a feeling that Sean was up to something big.
'Not at all. You cannot take control of the company.' His eyes narrowed slightly.
Francis came in and gave him a file. "Here are the details of the meeting with Mr. Clark. The meeting is scheduled…" He stopped talking when he sensed Declan's attention was somewhere else. "What are you thinking?" he asked after considering for some time.
"Jack is missing," Declan said in a trance-like state.
"Jack? That Dante's man?" Francis was dumbfounded. "How?"
Declan gave him a cold stare.
