Ryan's POV
I sat at my desk smiling. Ferdinand is definitely scheming something else and the Viper should be licking his wounds. This is a large warehouse and my men in the police said there was so much drugs and weapons in the warehouse.
My phone rang on my desk and I looked at the caller, it was the head of the New York Police department.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Sir. We have a problem on our hands." He sounded panicked and disturbed.
"What is that?"
"The men we took in for investigation are all dead."
"What! How is that even possible?"
"They were all strangulated in their individual rooms and by this morning we rushed them to the hospital. They were confirmed dead."
"Shit! I'm back to square one. I can't even believe this. It's crazy."
"I'm sorry, Sir. We are investigating though but so far have come up with nothing. It's definitely from the inside but we don't know who."
"Keep on checking you'll find who did it."
