6 Months Later
MIKE
“Are you shitting me, Rhett?” I growled down the phone, gripping it tightly and wanting to crush it. I was dangerously close to losing my cool. Who am I kidding I had already lost it about two hours ago.
“Ahh come on Mike, your my favorite turd, I wouldn’t s**t you.” He laughed.
“f**k you, Rhett, this is not cool. Can’t you handle it? The f*****g crowning ceremony is ruined, and now a f*****g murder? The party hadn’t even started for Goddess's sake!” Yep, I had most definitely lost my cool.” Fine, Jonda is on her way here. I'll leave once she gets here. I swear to the moon, this better not be something one of your enforcers couldn’t handle. If I miss this, he will never forgive me!”
“Trust me, I wouldn’t call you if it wasn’t bad. We have two bodies in the safe
