I hung up, smiling to myself. I had him.
Well, rather, I would have him soon. I just had to get him
out of his current predicament.
I knew who was chasing him, and why. Usually this would be
because I was the one pulling the strings, but it was good to let a couple
other wannabes in the game, keep you on your toes.
I opened the door of my office, only to be met with a gun
barrel.
“Nothing personal.” He said, before pulling the trigger.
I guess the problem with wannabes is they can offer amnesty
too.
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