Craving Mr Redd
The tattooed leader stumbled backward, clutching his shot, bleeding arm with shock etching his face as he stared at the corpse of his men.
“W-who are you?!” He stuttered, his voice dripping with disbelief.
“Told you already,” Carlos muttered as he approached, soaked in blood. "I'm your nightmare."
“Why are you doing this to us?! I’ll give you money—whatever you want!”
Silence settled. Like the room had suddenly lapsed.
Carlos moved. Swift. Precise.
Elizabeth lunged from behind, knife trembling in her grip.
She lost her balance as Carlos sidestepped, and with one shove, the blade sank straight into Killer’s eye, burying deep with a wet crunch.
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