No One's Pov
"What do you mean by once again?" Dominic asked, his deep voice sending a visible shiver down the owner's spine.
"I... uh..." The owner completely lost her words, looking at his cold face. She became deeply confused, wondering if she had somehow made a terrible mistake.
To prove her point, she hurriedly started typing on her old desktop PC. She searched through the archives and played a CCTV footage clip from exactly five months ago.
"Look here, isn't this you, Mr. Valente?" she asked, pointing at the screen. The grainy CCTV footage clearly showed his tall, unmistakable figure entering the shop in the middle of the night.
"It is indeed you, boss," the assistant muttered from behind him, his eyes wide as he stared at the screen.
Dominic looked at the footage silently, his expression unreadable. He had absolutely no memory of ever visiting this cheap store five months ago.
