Patrick’s POV
“Mr. X, didn’t I tell you not to doubt my abilities? Well it’s all done” A proud grin spread on my face.
A log of explosives has been set up that I couldn’t even count the number of explosions that went out even just this morning.
These people should thank me for doing them this favour, at least from time to time, it’s good to have some chaos there and then so that their lives wouldn’t be so boring.
I sat on a bench in the shade of the camp and enjoyed my black coffee as I spoke to Mr. X on the phone.
“I’ve planted so many bombs in almost all the Pack I know of, although at first some pack didn’t want to fight back, they had no choice but to retaliate after a few explosions haha” I laughed at those bunch of idiots.
I wonder when they’ll figure out that not all the bombs
