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Diego Romero "Jefe. Hemos atrapado a los traidores”.(Boss. We’ve caught the traitors.) I grinned widely. “I hope you’ve put them in my very special room for traitors?” “¿Espero que los hayas puesto en mi habitación tan especial para traidores?” (We have, boss.) "Excelente, veamos qué mierda tienen que decir antes de que acabe con ellos de la manera más espantosa". (Excellent, let’s see what bullshit they have to spew before I end them in the most gruesome way.) I grinned evilly. "Jefe."(Boss.) I pulled myself up out of my chair and gulped my scotch down before placing the empty glass down and striding out of my office. We made our way down the empty corridors most of the maids were either in the kitchen or cleaning the upper floors of the mansion. They only cleaned here in the early