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Power; the ability to control people. "Ma'am your afternoon appointment is here," she heard Lisa say via the intercom. "Send them in," she said. The door opened as she gasped seeing who it was. "Damian," She said in shock as the said man also froze. "Well. Who do we have here?" He said with a smirk as he walked towards her desk. "Stay away from me!" She said as Greg opened his eyes from his slumber but didn't move. "Oh come on Tawananyasha. Is that how you treat someone you haven't seen is what six or is it seven years," he said calculating the years mentally. Damian watched on as they entered the car. "Why didn't you tell me he would be there and that she is well protected?" He said as Salazar cursed. "If Collins had only let go of that building we wouldn't be here. That idiot D'Angelo sold prime space for our operations," Damian heard Salazar mutter. "Well now you know how tight her security is," he said responding to Damian.
1 - Confession
