Jonas POV

I slipped back into my office and closed the door behind me.

Finally, that bastard had left. I couldn’t let him compromise my plans.

I waited for his footsteps to fade before I grabbed my phone at my desk and began to dial some numbers.

Those fools had better not have messed this up.

In a few minutes, my phone screen had four faces looking at me. Three of which were my men.

“Good afternoon, Boss…”

“Screw your greetings!” I snapped angrily. “What’s the situation ...