Ethan"It's like you have a death wish." I said coldly, pulling out my gun and pointing it directly at him.Marcus stumbled backward immediately, his hands flying up."Wait," he said. "I just want to talk. I just need...""You wanted to talk," I said, moving toward him steadily. "And you thought the best way to do that was to send a threat to my personal number. A threat against my wife. Against my unborn child?""I'm sorry," Marcus said, still backing away. "I didn't know how else to get you to..."I fired.The shot hit the concrete floor two inches from his left foot.Marcus yelped and jumped sideways."Ethan please..."I fired again. To his right this time.He scrambled backward and nearly fell. "Stop! Please! Just listen to me for one second.""Give me one reason," I said, still walking toward him. "One reason I shouldn't end this conversation right now.""The Boss!" Marcus shouted, his back hitting the wall behind him. "It's about the Boss. Please. Just stop."I stopped.The ware
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