What It Means to be His

it room. Slowly he removed his suit jacket and eyed the other occu

e left and right of the mysterious gentleman. The third sat in a chai

n – one most would find extremely uncomfortable

machete and watch you bleed and die a slow and painful death... or shoot you in the head and get it over

dea of what would come next. Surely, this man would not jus

ry fucking question I have for you." He picked at a piece of lint on his slacks and dusted it away. "If you do that wi

you want

h calm demeanors. Neither gave an ounce o

e been sold, yet the money is not

"I am not in charge of the sales of

ck in his face betraying hi

collect

rre

t the funds, whe

de. I gave it to David as instructed. Any

d he was too calm. He looked to be a man wit

Davi

firmed the man

eres

The man standing guard on his right retrie

emaining question

os

there were four – they were killed while d

d in his restrictions. "W

k to Roscoe. "It was Jenkins, Brent, Chase...

s a s

he could tell. But it was truly a pity. It was a pity because i

, it would not hav

fucking

ir

you claimed to have delivered my money to, somehow ended up de

ded as he made a slow but hefty swallow. There it

ver fun unless

marter than you. You were calm and collected as if you had nothing to lose. It was almost believable that maybe –

r,

ould see through your lies so well they were indiscernible. What kind

an exp

. "You no longer have the answers. Not when every single word

his head back. Releasing

he few that have been by my side since day one. He both cared for and helped build the empire I have

scoe with g

at had to of been the reason you killed him. Why else would you kill your ment

led out a hair tie. He pulled his long silk b

the reason I decided to kill you personally. I promised his wife that I would

hand him a gun, but he waved it

fucker. Far too swift. "He rolled up his sleeves above his elb

an to beat him. He continued, ruthlessly, face co

"He had a wife and three daughters. A wife that will never be held by him again. Three daughters

his wrist across his chin, he looked over his handy work. Roscoe's face was unidentifiable. His eyes swelled,

l never ge

operate on

man some more, one of his guards pla

of your meeting before you got carried

gave a curt no

o they could place a pistol in his hand. Wh

s to good for him", o

then", he said glancing at Ros

l, s

as intrigued. Why hadn't he t

ing room. Have Roscoe cleaned up as well. Tell Axel that he can do what

I will do anything you want. I will work to care for

ng." The man began to exit the room as

n't deserve to even t