Sly’s lips met the brim of the bottle in his hands as he topped it close to his mouth and gulped down the remaining content of the bottle. His heart thumped in fury as he tried to stable himself. His mind reeled; the effect of the alcohol was already beginning to take an heavy toll on him.

Tim was worried. Although it was just both of them at the table, he knew that it would not take long before his boss would start misbehaving.

“Are you completely sure about this?” Tim asked peering into Sly’s face.

“Yes! I need Niko to go down. No one dares to stand in my face” His voice was slurred as he staggered to his feet.

Tim became alarmed and he hurried over from where he was to Sly’s end of the table, “You will have to set for a while, Boss”

Sly frowned and scratched his beard. His eyes were bloodshot and beady.

Tim placed his palm on the other man’s shoulder as he made him to seat on the chair again.

“I was wondering, setting Niko up is a rather interesting way to get at him.” Tim starte