RAGE UNLEASHED 1
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Victor’s fists slammed against the desk, rattling the items on its surface. His voice was sharp and filled with venom as he cursed under his breath.

“Damn them! Damn those lowlife thieves! I trusted them to work for me, to be loyal, and this—this is how they repay me? By stealing from me?”

Luis Tarejo, startled by Victor’s outburst, raised his hands in a placating gesture. “Victor, cálmate! What is going on? Tell me, hombre, what has happened?”

Victor’s jaw clenched as he pushed his laptop across the desk toward Luis. His voice was cold and deliberate. “Take it. Watch this video.”

Luis hesitated for a moment before leaning forward, with a face that was etched with concern. He took the laptop, his fingers were steady as he clicked play.

The room was silent, save for the voices from the video. Luis’s expression darkened as he watched the two drivers laughing and talking about skimming profits. When the video ended, Luis slammed the laptop shut, and his face was a mixture of shock and an
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