Chapter 77- Tell the truth, Georgie.

Azazel and Athena landed in France earlier than anticipated, not knowing Cleon was waiting for them. The boy was ready to kill. He stood at the entrance waiting for them to show up.

“You bastard,” he ran to Azazel, and before Athena could understand what was happening, Cleon had already landed a punch on Azazel’s face. The man’s head tilted to the side. The environment got tense. Athena gasped, clasping her mouth.

The second Cleon’s punch landed on Azazel’s cheek, all the 50 guns in the room rose, pointing them in Cleon’s direction, but the mafia don instructed them to lower their weapons. “Leave,” he ordered his without turning his head from Cleon’s face, but the men were paid to risk their lives. They didn’t move an inch. “I won’t repeat,” he hollered while smirking at Cleon. They all bolted out in the next minute, not wanting to trigger their boss more.

Cleon was raging mad. He was away for long for his matches in London, and he called his sister every day, but Athena did not fil