Nightdress

"So Fantino's daughter goes to Manhattan? Lucky coincidence huh?" The man inhaled the smoke from his cigarette. He put his feet on the table, sipping his tequila while inhaling deeply from the weed left in his cigarette.

"Yes Sir!"

"You found that bitch position now?"

"She's a designer student! We've been monitoring her for the past few weeks!"

The man sighed; he was not satisfied with such an answer. He threw his cigarette butt into the bald man's face. Suddenly, the bald man screamed painfully, feeling a hot sting on his cheek. He immediately covered the burn scars with his hands and tried to act tough again.

"Your answer does not satisfy me! Do I need to repeat my question?"

The bald man shook his head in fright. He had witnessed how his other friends died because his boss shot them in the head. After that, the bodies of his friends were thrown into the sea.

Demian took another cigarette; he enjoyed the aroma of marijuana wafting from the smoke. For months, he had held