Her Hatred
Nice.
"Will you do the job?" Cedric asked, placing his hands on the table.
I hummed in response, "I will. She'll be dead by next week."
"Good" He nodded, "Remember, kill her as The Shadow not as Alessio Romano unless you want to get in a Fucking war with the Mexican Mafia."
"Chill. I know what to do." I replied, standing up, "I'll take your leave now. Have a bad day." Then I left, slamming the door shut on my way out.
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