Third Person's Point of View
"This isn't what we planned, Christopher! I just want to hurt Alfeo a little bit! This isn't the original plan! I helped you get out of jail--!"
"Why, Elsher?" Mr. Christopher sat down inside the Starbucks, overlooks a family happily eating out. "Are you becoming a coward now, huh? Where were you talking to me Elsher last week? The brave version of you?" he added in the other line. Mr. Christopher smirk.
"Stop the fvcking mind of yours, Christopher. I don't know who you're up against--"
"Come on, Elsher, I'm not afraid of you anymore. I don't care anymore, there's nothing left for me, the company, the family. What more can I fear? All I want is to see the lifeless corpse lying in front of me of my grandson." Christopher didn't wait for Elsher to answer and ended the call.
Elsher immediately threw the vase on his desk causing it to create noise throughout his condominium.
