The Bullet Pierced His Head

The golden evening weather was scattered all around. The helicopter was landing in this vast helicopter pad. Many people standing there were waiting for the helicopter to land. They were all dressed in black and had a look of dismay on their faces. Maybe they was too scared of their boss. As the helicopter began to land on the helipad, they all stood in a line. The helicopter pilot was landing the helicopter with great skill. The helicopter landed slowly. It was a black AW-139 helicopter.

And all the people dressed in black suits immediately ran to the helicopter and stood with their hands tied. They all had seriousness on their faces, except for the old man with the white hair.

There was a deep smile on his lips. He didn't look old anywhere. Just his white hair was a testimony to that. It was obvious from the look on his face that he had a very steel body.

They were all waiting for Alexander. Alexander, the boss of all of them and extremely cruel …

As soon as the helicopter landed, the old man stood near the helicopter. The wind was blowing out of the helicopter's wings. They couldn't even see each other properly. Their clothes were constantly shaking because of the wind.

He got out of the helicopter. His shiny black hair and extremely attractive body ...

He looked very handsome wearing a black coat of paint. A black tie was fluttering in the wind. There was a look of seriousness on his face. And the black glasses on his beautiful face looked very attractive. He was clenching his jaw. And the veins in his throat were stiff.

His veins were always stiff like that. But today he was very angry. He had red eyes behind this beautiful black glasses.

Everyone there was terrified of his tough temper. But the man with the white hair Wilford, not.

He approached him with a smile.

"Good evening sir ..." Wilford bowed to him.

Alexander was walking fast. And he answered, slowly shaking his head as he walked. By the way, he does not answer anyone. But Welford was a little important in his eyes. 

"Sir ... what you said, it was done ..." Wilford was also trying to walk with him.

Alexander's beautiful, rough face was glowing in the evening light. He did not respond to Wilford. He was just looking ahead.

The helipad was built on the roof of his magnificent house.

He walked towards the magnificent door where there were stairs to go down.

Moving forward, the employee opened the door for him. And he went in. As soon as he entered, he took off the black glasses with his own eyes.

Now his shining black eyes were hitting everything there.

"The job that was given to this boy has also been fulfilled, sir ..." Wolford said again. He knew in that look that he would not answer, but he kept talking to him.

"Where is he right now ...?" But, unexpectedly, he asked him a question.

"I called him. He must be here right now ..." he said. Wolford answered. But this time Alexander did not answer him.

He was descending down these luxurious and beautiful stairs.

As he descended, there was a spacious and beautiful lounge in front of his eyes.

He jerk his coat and fixed it. And he took one look at this room. Which was his favorite room.

He opened the door of this room and entered. It was a beautiful room. And then his eyes suddenly went to the wide window that was not in the room. Outside the window, night was falling. And the darkness was slowly covering the whole sky.

It was very cold. And because it was night, there was smoke everywhere. The cold night was about to break the haze. Smoke and stillness were spreading everywhere.

He walked slowly towards this window. And began to see the weather outside. The cold wind was blowing slowly through the open window and hitting his body. He closed his eyes. Then he let out a deep breath. And when he exhaled, smoke came out of his mouth because of the cold.

He wanted to calm his anger. Because he didn't want to make any wrong decisions. Then he opened his eyes. And began to look forward.

He was just looking outside when there was a knock on the door. He did not say anything.

And after a while the door opened and two people entered the room.

One of them was the same boy. Which Wolford was talking about a while ago. He was very innocent in appearance and would be barely 16 years old. And the other was Alexander's man. Who brought the boy here

After delivering the boy to the room, the other man left the room.

Alexander had not yet turned his back. The boy was looking at Alexander's back. Then Alexander slowly turned to the boy.

The boy was watching him. There was innocence in his eyes.

Alexander looked at him and smiled. His smile was very deep and poisonous.

Then he took another deep breath.

And walking slowly, he came to the boy.

And put his hand on her shoulder.

"How are you, young man ...?" He was looking at the boy and saying. And the boy's forehead began to sweat at his question. He was feeling the atmosphere of this place was very scary. And then he saw the shining gun in the corner.

"Yes ... Yes I'm fine ..." He said stammering. And at this Alexander bowed his head and slowly shook his head in affirmation.

"That's what I hoped for ..." he said. And then suddenly there was silence.

The boy was looking at her in fear. Boy's eyes widened at the terror because of Alexander's personality. And his body was trembling slowly. Which Alexander also felt. And then Alexander looked up at him.

The boy was looking at him and when Alexander looked at him, the boy looked down in fear.

"Thank you very much ..." Alexander paused. However, his sentence was not over yet.

He made his facial expression as if he was thinking something. Then she looked intently at the boy.

"What was your name?" At Alexander's question, the boy paused as if he had forgotten his name. He was terrified of Alexander.

"Jam ... James ..." he said, trembling.

"Yes James ..." Alexander said, shaking his head. Then he took another deep breath.

"You told us about it ... I'm so grateful to you."

"Now ... now my sister's life is safe, isn't she ...?" The boy did not dare to ask Alexander anything, but he still asked about his sister. Alexander smiled at him.

"Yes, of course ... you have helped me so much ... I will protect your sister ... just as I promised." Alexander said. But his accent is exactly against what he said. The boy shook his head slowly. And then Alexander turned and walked to the window. And began to look outside.

Then he took a deep breath. And then he turned to the boy.

"I promised you that I would protect you too ..." He said And he pulled the gun out of his gun belt. Seeing this, the boy's eyes widened in surprise.

And then Alexander aimed his gun at him. The boy could not move because of fear.

"And I can't protect you more than that ..." Alexander said. And shot. The bullet pierced the boy's brain. It crossed his brain.