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102: I Know How Dirty Your Hands Are

Conrad's POV

I stormed around the room, and shards of broken glass and ceramics that littered the room crunched under my feet.

The wall was dented in various places, and my expensive furniture was upturned.

On the floor, in the corner of the room, Jonas was on his knees, his head bowed close to the floor. I could see his palms bleeding, and so were his knees as he knelt on the broken shards of glass.

"What do you mean by 'you can't find him'?!"

"My Prince, we have..."

His voice was trembling, but I couldn't care less. I hurled a glass vase at him, but it missed him by a yard and shattered on the wall, raining down its pieces on the back of his clothes.

"Shut up! I gave you floundering fools one job, and yet you managed to fuck that up! Where is he?! Where is his car?!"

"My Prince, you asked us to drive his car out of the Royal City and send it over a..."

"I don't give a damn about his car! Finding him and keeping him locked up was the most important part, but you inept fools couldn
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