ACE AND ANGEL
I took a drink while keeping my gaze fixed on the table.
"He's dead!" I exclaimed, heaving.
"What?! Did you murder him yourself? "That wasn't the plan, Ace," he hissed.
"I didn't kill him, he committed suicide," I grumbled. My fate was becoming increasingly uncertain.
"Ace," he gulped and deftly slid the glass away. "Do you now see what your delay has caused?" He mumbled, his fangs bared, tapping his fingers in beat on the table.
"I'm really sorry fa…"
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