Hector was really pissed off at the Sentinel and the girl. They had been causing such a mess he couldn't tolerate it anymore. The Sentinel was worth money, so he couldn't tear it to pieces as he would like to. But the girl... he would fuck every hole she had, before beating her up and selling her as well.<span style="font-style: italic">Bitch.</span><br/><br/>The man put his thoughts aside as "Joe" got in the room. He ordered him to organize more search parties. No way in hell he would lose them. Now it was a personal affair.<br/><br/>He would have continued giving his orders had it not been for the fact that he noticed the other man's hand wrapped in his shirt. Hector raised a brow and approached him. His voice was serious. "Let me see it." It was not a suggestion. It was not a request. It was an order. And Hector didn't take kindly to people disobeying his orders.