The conversation went on as the person on the other end of the call was updated on what had happened.
The overall atmosphere became increasingly heavy as the tone of the voice of that person became louder and more overbearing.
The attitude of the person holding the phone had suddenly become less professional than when they had been making their report.
They gradually started to lower themselves as they made themselves seem more apologetic and submissive so that they could avoid being punished for what had happened.
That kind of loss being suffered would usually come with an example being set of some kind.
Someone would end up having to take the blame and be held accountable for what had happened.
Tiffany watched on from her broken puppet body, taking in what information she could gain.
The voice on the other end of the call was not clear enough for her to hear properly, but the intent behind the words spoken had been clear enough for her to understand when watching how the person holding the phone had responded.
Apologies kept coming from their mouth as if to placate the anger of the person they were talking to.
Excuses started coming out of their mouth one after another as they tried to find reasons for their failure.
Soon, it reached a point where they were bargaining by making use of anything they could to get back out of such a bad situation and back into the good books of such a person.
The voice on the other end of the call started to slowly become less harsh and loud which showed that there was some success in convincing them to hold off any form of punishment.
The situation could still likely be salvaged.
Among the things that had been brought up, the woman who was involved had been brought up.
They had discussed her in great detail about how the initial plan had been halted by the actions of the vigilantes, but it had gotten back on track after chasing out the vigilantes.
What was even more of a benefit to them was that they had no plans to spare that woman, as they planned to continue to exploit her for their benefit and take away everything that she owned.
That was always the plan, but they would go on to give her a sense of false hope.
That woman had one more benefit to be taken from her besides everything else.
Information from her would be far more beneficial to find out who had dared to interfere with their business.
If they could learn about their enemies in advance, then they could anticipate future events that could repeat themselves one day.
They would be able to tighten their security to protect themselves from such groups, just as it would be possible to set things up to set a trap for them.
The woman was dragged into the same location not too long after that, as the arrangements were made.
She was left tied up in the same location as the broken puppet.
It was cold and damp, leaving her uncomfortable and shivering from sitting on the ground for so long.
What made it worse was that she had been shivering more due to something else that had been affecting her body.
Her body started to twitch and shake uncontrollably, causing her to have to clutch herself hard enough that her fingers were pressing deeper into the skin on her shoulders, enough to dig her nails into her skin.
Just when it looked like she had been sweating and trembling even more fiercely, it seemed like salvation finally came for her.
She stopped crying and yelling as her gaze turned more hopeful and desperate when facing the figure that had entered.
Footsteps grew closer as they steadily approached.
The same man towered over her with a cold look on his face.
He took out a small see-through packet of something that seemed to have some kind of powder or flakes inside.
He shook the contents of it in front of the face of the woman. "Is this what you want? It will cost you, like always."
The woman looked up with a pleading gaze. "I want... need it. Please!"
Seeing that he was in complete control over the present situation, he continued to delay giving her any and chose to let time pass just to tease her further.
He took delight in tormenting her in her desperate state of withdrawal.
It was not something that Tiffany was happy about watching, even if that very person had betrayed her and the others.
Rather than being angered and thinking that it was only right that such a person was deserving of such a thing, she was more understanding of the situation.
She could see the withdrawal stages taking place before her eyes, knowing that the woman had a problem.
It was not a problem that could be so easily overcome.
People in those types of states were not just a danger to others but also to themselves.