Blind Emotions

A loud bam echoes on the doors of Butcher's chambers while he lays on the bed with a picture of his wife beside him.

He jumps up on his butt and sits up, "Who is it?"

A muscular man enters the room right away and walks towards him, "Boss..."

"Did I say come in?" He questions the guy.

"No boss," the man bows.

"You should be more careful next time." He shifts his bedsheet to cover his wife's picture, "What's the news?"

"Sophia is dead," the man reports briefly.

Butcher wears the grin of a winner, with his face instantly beaming up. He stands up from his bed and slowly walks up to a mirror with his bushy hair, "Finally. Now, The Big Cats will crumble."

1 WEEK LATER...

The imposter walks around a bedroom in a old apartment in a suburban area.

A beeping sound goes on and on in a symphony while green zigzag lines run all over the screen of the beeping device, an lectronic vital sign monitor.

A sachet hangs over the bed in the room with the liquid in it dripping into Sophia's body from a tu