“it happened, one year ago”, she replied, calmly. “They were going to vote on a project and it was pretty competitive. I eavesdropped on De Antonio sending one of his hitman to spy on an opponent. I wasn’t averse to it till I realized he was sending an hitman. I tried to get a message across to this man but somehow- I don’t know how- De Antonio began to suspect that I was against him. Then this opponent died. That was no coincidence. I flew off the handle and confronted him. The next day, I got kidn*pped and I was shot dead…. Hell is no playground. You may not see the demon in the man you serve, now, but you will. It’ll probably be too late but you will”
“I want to let you go”, Baron said to her and stopped pointing the g*n. “I want to let you go but you will have to let this go”
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