"You damn bastard, what should I tell our boss?" Mike roared angrily.
"Mike, shouldn't you care about my safety first? I'll tell our boss everything as long as you save me out. I'll shoulder the responsibilities and take all his blames!"
Mike was silent for a while, and then he murmured, "No, you won't. I'll have to tell him. Whether they would trade Connor's son for you won't be my decision to make. You can pray to god now and may He bless you."
Mike hung up the phone soon instantly. He was wearing a struggling face, hands pulling his hair.
If the mission fell, he would have to take the responsibility, which was too heavy for him to bear.
He mumbled and then stood up, then strode out of the office.
Soon he arrived at the door of his boss’s office. A beautiful secretary sitting behind a desk looked at him indifferently.
"The boss is off now."
"It's urgent. I need to see him. Please contact him for me." Mike was persistent.
"He's out for an important meeting. His assistant Tom is here, and you can talk to him now."
"Well, I'm OK with that."
The secretary picked up the phone on the desk and dialed an internal number. She whispered to the other side and made an inviting gesture to Mike.
"You can go in now."
"Thank you so much."
The secretary pressed the button on the desk, and a metal door next to her opened slowly.
Mike walked into the door and saw a man lying cozily on a beanbag, with a glass of whiskey in his hand. It was Tom.
"Mike, you spoiled my good time, do you know that?"
"I'm really sorry, but it is urgent and I have to report to you now."
Tom took a sip of whiskey and smiled. "Then show me how urgent it is."
"It's Thompson. He failed in the mission and is captured. They want us to trade him with Connor's son."
The smile on Tom's face froze. His back teeth grifted and then his face twitched a bit. He was more than furious right now.
"How did he fail?"
"I haven't received the details yet. Thompson called me just now and asked me to save him out."
Tom closed his eyes and thought about it for a moment.
Then he opened his eyes and asked, "Any other requirements? They want nothing else but Connor's son?"
"Thompson didn't mention other requirements. They want a hostage swap, and that's all."
"So that means Connor's son means a lot to them." Tom murmured, and the light in his eyes flickered.
"We can fulfill that requirement. You can bring Connor's son in for a deep hypnosis. Leave a mark deep in his memory, and send him away as a catspaw," Tom said.
Mike nodded. "Understood. Do you have any other instructions?" He asked respectfully.
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