Back in her office after dealing with the five men. Lucia sank into her chair, with her legs on her desk, deep in thought.
The excitement she had whilst torturing the men and eventually killing them lifted her mood, but then,
Phone ring: Krrhhhhh krrhhhhhh
Lucia: What?
Caller's end: We lost track of him, miss.
Lucia: You incompetent fools.
Lucia hung up the call. pissed
Lucia: Why do I have to do everything by myself, goddammit!
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Logan: She had a tracker on you?
Collin: Yes.
I knew she would. I just needed to find out where she had hidden them.
Logan: I was right in not trusting her then.
Collin, I suggest you have a talk with your father.
Collin: I have thought about it, but not now.