Molly then laughed evilly. It was terrible.
"This woman made Rebecca deed. Do you think I will let her go easily?" Molly took a cigarette tremblingly. Then she continued to say, "No. Death can't give her a lot of pain. Luckily, the sniper didn't kill her. Hahaha. I must torture her hard and then let her die gradually. I don't believe the bitch can be saved every time."
Molly laughed loudly. The sound resounded again and again in the air.
After a while, Molly stopped laughing and calmed down. Then she told her plan to the man who was on that phone.
Morning
It was a good day with warm sunlight but not hot in the winter. The sunlight was everywhere in the Presidential Palace.
The snow had melted, and there was still a fresh breath in the air.
On the vacant ground of the presidential Palace, there was a garden which was set up temporarily, covered with long red carpets and various decorations. It was for the evening banquet.
