"What?! That son of a- turn that off!" Mr. A shouted to Ryther and threw his mug on the nearest wall angrily, shattering it to pieces. His guards flinched and exchanged glances, unable to decide whether they will pick it up or not. Ryther sighed, shaking his head.
"Leave it for now. We'll take care of everything here." Ryther signed them to get out, and they did as fast as flash.
Mr. A searched for his phone and started to dial someone.
"What will you do?" Reina asked, full of alertness.
"I'll kill him." Mr. A sneered. "I'll ask him to be in the locker room, then fill the room with CO2." Ryther's eyes quickly shifted to Reina.
" Euthanasia?" Reina asked firmly.
" Yes." Hearing his remark, Reina quickly stood up and ran to snatch the phone from his hand. "What the-"
"Are you ou
