HE HAS BEEN RESUSCITATED

Mr Antonio's POV

I sat in the dining room, eating lunch when my phone buzzed. I peeked at the screen as it lay on the table and the caller was one of my men.

I answered and put it on speaker to hear him. “What's the update?”

“Boss, I've done the job.”

“What do you mean? You've killed him?”

“Yes, boss. I've killed him,” he said.

The fork and knife clattered as I dropped it on the glass plate.

“Did you check to see if he was really dead?”

“I had to leave there immediately,” he said. “But I'm sure that he's dead.”

I nodded my head, exhaling deeply. “Alright, you've done a good job. Leave there with the rest of my men immediately.”

I hung up the call, my lips curling up in a smile. Just as I picked up the glass of water to drink, my phone buzzed again.

I inhaled deeply and slammed the glass back on the table when I saw the caller's Id. Nevertheless, I had to pick the call.

“You've finally accomplished the task. The hardwork paid off.”

“What are you insinuating?”

“I’ve heard already,” he