CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
Stacey kept quiet.
“That woman again? Even you?”
“She took out Jamie, Karl, and two other men. I don’t care even if she did not pull the trigger. If it wasn’t for her, none of this could have happened. She must die!” Fumed Marson.
He looked at her.
“What does she want from you?”
“I can’t say for I think it’s a matter of national security sir.”
“National security my ass! What can be a matter of national security? In her running with a gun like a lunatic killing my men?”
Stacey looked at Marson as he bloated with rage. Walking toward her as if to strangle her.
“Are you going to tell me or? Maybe I strangle you first. You are scared of her and not of me? I can’t believe these people! Maybe I will show you something as well.”
He clipped her neck with his huge shav
