UNNAMED WEAPON

A magnificent, tallest tower situated in the heart of Brethren city, the silence at the bottom of the tower was deafening when they reached the MDA tower. Strangely, the buildings around were flooded in darkness and only the light from the voluminous moon illuminate the place. No person or cars can be seen passing by even on the public highway.

Laurel and Mort exchanged glances and then nodded to each other. Together, they got out of the car. An eerie breeze gently blows his black cloak and made a sexy mess in his hair. Between his tall, statuesque frame, Mort appears aloof and foreboding. They looked up at the MDA tower. Unexpectedly, only one source of light was on in the whole building. A vein of light threaded through the darkness that lit the rooftop of the tower.

"We can simply tell them that son of a bitch committed suicide at the top of the tower," Laurel suggested in a serious tone, referring to Vladimir as she slowly lowered her gaze from the top down to the bottom of the bu