Chris Willer.
- What did it cost to pull her with you? What did it cost? - I angrily question the imbecised imbecised as henchmen.
- They were surrounded by security guards, we couldn't escape if we had stayed longer. - the asshole replies.
- f**k! - In a gesture of anger I shoot at the foot of the bastard. - Is she dead? - I question and I get no concrete answer. - I asked if she's f*****g dead!? - I shoot the other one.
- We don't know, sir, we couldn't verify it. - and there's still the nerve to answer that to me.
- Is she dead, yes or no? - I question.
- We don't know, sir, after that the security guards were already following us, there was no way... - I don't even let it end because I was already too angry.
- Get out of here! - I order them.
FUCK!
• Liam Blande.
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