Maybe I should let her live. No. She doesn't deserve to live. She deserved to be in hell with her accomplices. The corners of my lips tipped upwards in the beginning of a smile.

"P-please sir, I promise it won't repeat itself I—"

The bullet I fired at the ceiling silenced her. "I promise the next bullet won't go in the ceiling but in that useless head of yours," I warned watching her distinctively heart shaped gave pale under the poor lighting of the basement.

What a pathetic little thing. She really thought I would let her go. No way. A sadistic laugh escaped my lips as I placed my index finger and pulled the trigger. "That's what dishonest employees like you get, " I laughed again. "Peter, take care of this mess. I've got a meeting to attend."

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