It's been three days since Clifton 'Claw' Goliath sent his men to buy his precious multi-million dollar gem and he hadn't seen it yet. He had gotten a positive response from his subordinates about the purchase, everything had went on smoothly.
First of all he had to go thank the man that captured and sold this gem, because how else would he have gotten this gem from Mercellus King's hands and how else would he have gotten this gem into his deserted island without the seller's help? Hmm he should really double reward this man, he thought. And really Marcellus had a tight hand around this gem, most times he couldn't even see the gem and that had broken his heart into a million pieces at once. Now it was his turn to protect the gem.
He held out his hand to shake the man's hand and smiled at him fondly even though his eyes held more menace than fondness. "I've really got to thank you for giving me an opportunity such as this," Claw said as he sat opposite the man on the bench in the abandoned warehouse "I wouldn't have had the opportunity to get this gem so soon and so effortlessly without your help".
The fat man laughed heartily and answered "I have the honor of helping the great King Claw, and it is my delight to be working so closely to you, King. It gives me great joy because I wouldn't have been able to meet you if not for this great effort and it is my pleasure to be able to see you this up close and have your gentleman's handshake" the man rambled on and on and Claw just let him with a smile taking in everything the man said.
After a hearty bootlicking and groveling from the fat man, Claw signaled for his man to bring a case full of cash as a bonus, a token of appreciation. The man heartily laughed and accepted it with glee. Claw stood to shake his hand once more in thanks and as he withdrew his hand he went straight to his waist gun, pulled it out aiming at the fat man and clicked the safety. The fat man froze as he felt his blood flow in reverse in confusion and his breath hitched. The atmosphere stilled and quieted down.
Secondly, he needed to kill the man who captured and sold this gem, because the gem is a human being, a beautiful woman, a sexy woman, a real treasure. The gem was none other than Bailey Harper, the love of his life and Marcel's fiance. It still boils his blood to think that Marcel and Bailey nearly got married. That he nearly lost the love of his life to that arrogant idiot.
Claw's face was devoid of emotion as he pointed his gun at the confused fatty he said slowly "Bailey is a queen and should be treated like a queen, and you had the gall to topple her car putting her in grave danger and then drugged her before she could even recover from the accidents injuries then paraded her half naked infront of men for their picking. You sure have guts, old man" he sneered at the thought that this man expected a reward for the things he'd done to his love.
The fat man widened his eyes and before he could say anything, Claw said "Now you're gonna tell me who gave you such guts?" The fat man was truly afraid, he didn't know that what he thought was his luck would be his dimise.
He had gotten a large sum of money to get rid of Bailey from someone and instead he took the money, staged her death in the car accident and sold her for another large sum. When he heard Claw, the underground king, was happy about the purchase he was happy and decided to reach out in hopes to gain an alliance with him pretending to have done it for him.
But now... Hearing Claw's question he knew he would have to die here with the answer. Without having to enjoy his loads of cash first. What a pity. That man was more dangerous than Claw, and he wouldn't dare offend him. He knew that Claw would just kill him, but that man would skin him alive before chopping him off limp by limp. That man was known for his torturing methods, and that's a chance he would never take. He would rather die here than have to face that man.
He shivered in his pants and kept his mouth mum. Claw saw the resolution in his eyes and knew he wouldn't answer, he clicked the trigger and a deafening sound echoed in the warehouse as the bullet sunk between the fat man's eyes. And after a few seconds of stillness, he flopped on the ground, the money bag in his hand and blood slowly dripped from his head onto the dirty ground.
The fat man's men were frightened to do anything and just kept their hands on their pistons in a fighting stance, looking like they were waiting for some instructions... Instructions that would never come however as their commander just died from a single gunshot to the head.
Claw lowered his hot gun and looked askance at his right hand man and spit "Finish it" as he turned to leave.
Behind him as he walked away, bullets started flying around and the deafening sound of gunshots hid a man in Claw's men's attire shooting a blank shot at the right hand man of the fat man and quickly covering him with the other dead men's blood as he injected him with strong sedative before continuing with the killing spree of other men.