A Bait

Intriguing. A man clutching onto a cricket bat as a weapon for defense. Vince gave a dry laugh, at that moment, Dean begun to regret his action. A cricket bat? What the hell was he thinking?

” Hello Mr. Parker, how may I help you... Again?”, he asked, clearly aware of what was going on but he decided to play along with his hand holding a gun behind him.

“Mr. Vincent, I'm afraid I have to search your office. Besides, it's quite late, why are haven't you gone home yet?”, he asked holding the cricket bat tightly. He couldn't take any chances with the shady Vincent.

“ I decided to stay up to complete the paperwork for the Ruby's company business proposal. I will go home when I'm done, Mr. Parker”, he sneered and Dean pushed him aside. He didn't insist instead he made way for him to step in. Immediately he got inside, he saw his friend's lifeless body on the floor at the far end of the office.

”Nathan, OMG. Are you okay? Vincent what have you done?”, he turned arou