Victor Morgan
Victor smiled as she began to relax. "
Don't mention it. You and your kids deserve the best this world can offer." He nodded as he looked at his watch. "
Here is perfect, let me just give Max a job to keep him out of trouble."
He stepped out of the room and made his way to the front door. He emerged out of the house to see Max leaning against the side of the sedan, smoking. He frowned as he quickened his step and jerked the lit cigarette out of his driver's hand.
"
Hey...", the boy exclaimed as Victor ground out the smoke beneath his shoe. The man grabbed Max by the front of his shirt, his eyes burning with a cold fury. "
How many times have I told you, no smoking!", he spat at the young male.
Max stuttered,"
But you do it all the time." Victor shook his head, keeping his eyes locked Max's,"
That's because I'm the boss." He let go of the driver's shirt and took a step back. "
Now, I need you to check in on a delivery to drop site 5. A quick assessment, that's it. Got it?" The young male nodded rapidly. Victor smiled,"
Good boy, now get going."
As the car pealed off, the man walked back into the house. "
Good kid, needs to learn to pay attention.", he muttered to himself as he went to find Charity.