Fatty yelled, "What? Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on him? Where were you looking? What are you good for, you can't even handle such a small task! What are you trying to pull?"
Fatty was beside himself with rage. After searching for days, they had finally tracked the man down, only to let him slip away. It was enough to drive him mad, dealing with a bunch of good-for-nothings.
"Are you still standing there? Go after him! Or are you waiting to be served dinner? Move!"
Chapter 115