“Greta! The senator had called and ordered us to finish that man before his men find him! You will never get the senator disappointed, right?” One of the senators’ men butted in a hurry.
He was still holding his phone while he stepped in to give the message from Sen. Meyer.
“Shut up!!!” Greta roared loudly scolding the man who dared to interrupt her moment with her longtime companion, Mark.
She was still holding her gun pointing at his chest.
Mark was standing still not afraid to die while looking at her provokingly.
It seemed that he was waiting to see if Greta could really pull the trigger and kill him.
His eyes were challenging her fearlessly.
He had enough of her deception.
The feeling of being betrayed by a friend is the same as dying little by little.
Mark’s heart was clenched so heart and it was like cut by a sharp blade slowly feeling his flesh bleed along with his anger at being deceived by a person whom he thought was a family.
