“Boss took them.”
“When?”
“Only about five minutes ago.”
Are you fucking serious!? I missed them by five fucking minutes!
“Where did he take them?” I don’t have to, but I squeeze his throat for some good measure.
“Outside the city. Some waterfall.”
Waterfall outside the city?
I let go of the guy, and he runs away.
I’m smiling. It’s a smile big enough to make one think I’ve just won the lotto. Or close enough, in this case.
I know exactly where they are.
I actually have some exceptionally fond memories of that waterfall.
So fond that I can feel a twitch in my cock.
Not now, mate. Later. Save the girl first.
Then get laid.