Ben’s POV
I stare at the fuckers face in disgust. Despite my cool outward demeanor, I feel anything but calm inside. My jaw clicks slightly as my teeth clench together. My shoulders ache as my muscles tense in preparation. My head f*****g pounds from trying to keep hold of my self control with everything that I have in me.
However, I still find it in myself able to smile at the bastard. I smile right in his f*****g sly face because we caught him.
There is no escape for him now.
We all know it.
“Well, don’t you have some money to spend? I hear you’ve been very successful in business lately.” I say, nodding my head to the pile of chips in front of him.
I watch as he gulps, his pale face beginning to sweat around his forehead.
“Uhh.”
He lifts his hand to his head and wipes his
