Raymond’s voice was cold and emotionless, echoing through the living room. Someone couldn’t help but swallow hard. Lily, dazed at first, suddenly locked eyes with Raymond. The cold resolve in her gaze sent chills down everyone’s spine. She didn’t even glance at Omar’s pleading eyes, she simply gave a heavy nod and hissed with hatred:
“I want him dead.”
There wasn’t a sound, but Omar suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Raymond withdrew his hand, now soaked in deep red. Everyone could almost hear the sickening crunch of a heart being crushed in their minds.
Raymond then slowly turned his head toward Mr. Six.
“Now it’s your turn.”
Lily collapsed onto the sofa, her entire body trembling. She had just taken a life. Even if it wasn’t her hand that did it, it was her decision. Fear clawed
