Tangled by lies
He flipped over, his back pressed to the door and aimed at her.
Malfoy’s hands started to shake. “But your boss didn’t say a word. He didn’t ask you to kill me.” Agitation covered his face, while his eyes bounced between me and Storm. She slowly pulled Glock 43 behind her waist and slid the rack, the click resonated in the toilet. “And that, there is your verdict. You should’ve made my boss talk on your behalf, Malfoy.” She uttered, calmly. Malfoy scrambled to open the door but a gunshot rang in the air and it hit straight to the back of his skull. Blood splattered against the door before his body sank down like a sack.
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