Who is my target? 

When the door cracked open, Scorpio stopped sharpening his blade and raised his gaze to stare at his man calmly walking inside, and then he asked in a dead tone, “What is it. Target?” 

Lowering his gaze to the floor, Target hesitated and then mumbled, “There‘s an older lady out there asking about you.” 

from every time he rubbed a little too roughly against it. 

Flinching, Target took a step back and then mumbled, “She wants you to do a job for her, and she claimed to have the money to pay.” 

For a moment, Scorpio didn‘t even react or look up. Then he said, very softly but with enough annoyance in his voice, commanded, “Bring her to me.” 

After a slight bow, Target eyed his boss before walking away without another word, and Scorpio continued to sharpen his blade. 

A couple of minutes later, the door opened again and Madam Jewel walked inside, clutching onto her purse with her face etched with a look of disgust. as her eyes darted about the room. 

After her three bodyguards joined her inside, Target shut the door and eyed his boss, waiting for a reaction. 

“What do you want?” Scorpio asked, laying his blade down and picking up another one. 

With a frown and a nervous glance at her bodyguards, Madam Jewel sighed, staring at him, and said, “I got a job for you.” 

Pausing, Scorpio looked up at her for a second, and then at Target, and understanding his boss‘s signal, Target approached Madam Jewel and tapped her on the hand, saying, “Ma‘am, you can sit he-” 

“Don‘t touch me!!” Madam Jewel lost it, jumping away from Target and glaring at the look of confusion on his face. 

“Please refrain from touching, my madam!” Kent warned, his eyes cold as he glared at Target. 

“Okay, Okay!” Target exclaimed, holding his hands up and backing off slowly. 

sanitizer, taking some of

Scorpio asked in a deadpan tone, resting back

Madam Jewel shrieked, turning around and shooting him

something contagious and don‘t want others touching you before you pass it

“You–” 

the realization of the knife on the table

Scorpio glanced at Target and then back at her asking,

him. “To kill a man for me. A clean job that will not lead back to you or me.”

finally lifted her gaze and stared right at Scorpio as he asked, “Who referred me

slight reluctance on her face as she lied with bold eyes, “Well, my driver. He claimed that you are the best

client, lost it all, and went to prison while he still walks free… I have served my time and just got out. Now, you–”

to handle this job... you are trustworthy. Also, He‘s just a nobody and no one will care about his death... you have nothing to worry about. And once the job is done,

his chair, thinking

bag, took out a printed photo of Elijah, and placed it

and looked up at her, “Is this

just a

at it for a while, and then tossed it back down, saying, “||

stand up and walk around the

the lobby of Investistic Co. and Elijah stood in front of them, watching their faces as

a meeting with Dean Hayes and his son, we are getting summoned again by this guy,” A lady whispered, frowning hard at the sight of Elijah. “What

revenue alone can not sustain the workforce salaries... so maybe he‘s going to plead with us to

stare at the other fellow as he mumbled, “Well, he‘s not going to know

from Investistic Co,” Elijah announced in a loud voice,

all had a look that indicated that they thought Elijah was joking with them, but seeing him standing in front of them with a deadass serious expression didn‘t give them any more

dude shouted in disbelief, feeling like he

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