Jacob had waited for two whole days. Even though he reassured himself over and over again that Arielle would cave in first, his patience was wearing thin, and he had an ominous feeling that things were not going according to plan.
His subordinate’s inquiry ticked him off. Seething with rage, Jacob lit a cigarette and took a big puff.
“Let her be!”
Taking another puff, he reasoned, “She still can’t figure out who’s pulling the strings. It’ll be even better if she stumbles around like a headless chicken! If she doesn’t come to me now, it’ll be too late for her when she pieces everything together.”
The subordinate was convinced by this rationale.
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