The Flower Shop Murder

Sector 5, 2095 It was late, almost early morning it seems. The moon hid behind the clouds but the stars were out, still shining brightly. It was silent, except for the howling of the wolves that could be heard through the dark woods. The wolves sounded hungry and Maximus Moon, also known as, Mister Max, came there to feed them. "You know, it's funny. I come to these woods so often that the wolves even smile when they see me. It's like they already know I'm gonna give them a treat. Ain't this fun, Jiwoon", Max asks calmly as he pops a peanut in his mouth. He chews slowly and stares at Jiwoon Sung, the man who is currently chained to the rear end of two cars, with a bored expression on his face. "You're not getting away with this you psycho! They're gonna hear about this in Seoul!" the chained-up man screams lucidly. Max tutted and threw another peanut in his mouth, "Oh. Well, I'm counting on that. In fact, I want them to know exactly what's gonna happen here tonight." "You crazy motherfucker! You're crazy!" Jiwoon shouts again, his sweat trickling down on his fear-stricken face, knowing that his end was near. Mister Max shrugs, and walks near his captive, "Just a minute ago, you were wetting your pants, begging for your life. What changed?" he asks, not really expecting an answer. Max crouched on the ground, making sure not to get any dirt on his perfectly shined shoes tossed a few peanuts at Jiwoon with a smug smile on his face, "You know, you did this to yourself." he says with a shake of his head, "No evil deed is left unpunished." He stands up and pops another peanut in his mouth and then gestures towards the drivers. "Okay boys, start your engines." Jiwoon's face froze in fear when he heard the words followed by the sound of cars coming to life and revving up. The drivers started driving in the opposite direction of each other, pulling and stretching the prisoner in between them. Jiwoon screamed in pain as he felt his limbs and bones being stretched to their limits, "You sick motherfucker! You're gonna f*****g die for this! One day, you're gonna get yours, you asshole!" Mister Max smiled menacingly and signaled for the drivers to drive faster. The cars sped up and Jiwoon's screams pierced the silence of the night as his body was pulled violently apart in the middle by the two cars. The forest was quiet again. Parts of Jiwoon's insides lay grotesquely on the ground and Max takes out his handkerchief and bends forward to pick up something, sighing as he walks away from the carcass. After a few minutes, a steady growl is heard. The growling grows louder as the wolves started gathering to where the dead man's guts are scattered, lapping and biting off the flesh from the still-warm corpse. The ruthless gangster then turned to another man who was sitting silently in the shadows, watching the shocking death of his friend. He was sweating profusely, terror and fright written all over his face. "This is quite a show isn't it, Dowon?" he asks, gesturing towards the wolves eating a short distance away. "Now, here's what you're going to do. Go and run back to your friends in Sector 3, and I want you to tell them that Mister Max sends his regards." he added while handing the handkerchief to the man sitting down. "Can you do that?" The man unfolded the handkerchief and almost threw it away on the ground when he saw that it was his friend's flesh. He looks at Mister Max and nods his head vigorously as his reply. Mister Max then pats the scared man's head like a dog and says, "Good, good.", and then gestured to the two men behind Dowon to take him away. They grabbed Dowon and pulled him up, only to drag him to a waiting car and shove him inside. The boss turns around and walks to the other car and rests his eyes. He was still eating his peanuts in silence when his car pulled up to his house in Incheon. He looked at the driver and instructed him to clean the car and make sure that no trace of blood would be found anywhere. His driver then hopped out of the car and opened the door for him and he stepped out and walked briskly towards his house. Silently, he crept inside and went up the stairs, careful not to wake anyone up. He checked his eldest son's room and he was there fast asleep in his spaceship-styled bed. He smiles and gently closes the door and then he walks over to his younger daughter's room. His beautiful, precious little girl was sleeping soundly, hugging a small bear in her arms. Her blanket was falling from the bed so he went inside the room to fix it. He cursed under his breath when he accidentally stepped on one of her toys which squeaked under his weight, waking the little girl in the process. Sleepy eyes slowly opened and stared at him. The little girl rubbed the sleep off her eyes and yawned as she sat up in bed. "Did you just get home, daddy?" his little girl, Aster, says with a sleepy slur. He sat down on the bed and pinched his daughter's cheek lightly, "Yeah, princess. I just got home." The little girl frowned at him, "Were you working late again?" Max couldn't help but sigh before answering his daughter, "Yep. Daddy has to work hard so that I can buy you all these presents. But go back to sleep, princess. It's too early and mommy will be mad if she sees you awake." Aster yawns and lays back down on the bed and Max gently tucks in his five-year-old daughter with her small bear and gently kisses her forehead, "Goodnight, princess." he says as he stood up to leave his daughter's bedroom. "Good night, daddy."