Soulless

Dead by the gun

He felt it, the pure hot ball of revenge, that boiled in his stomach making him want to vomit the sandwich that he had that morning. he already was used to it, "sir do you hear me? sir? can you answer me??"  the secretary leaned over the desk. her perfume was too sweet for him. in her eyes there was something that he lost long time ago...

He entered the clean white office "like this could hide your deeds" he thought. "Oh, you have returned, did you succeed?" "I wouldn't be here if I failed". the speaker turns to him, stood up and started to walk to his shelves, he took a bottle that contains a liquid that looks like melted gold. The liquid reflected the last remains of the sunset and poured it into a crystal cup. "What are you still doing here? I gave you a long list this time and there were some Imposible names in there" "sir I have finished all the names there." His sir next look was indescribable. the fear and helpless of the people who had no soul "W...wa...aaaa WHAT??! you told me it will take you A YEAR not a week!" his hand shook and his white suit paid the price when the liquid stained it making a painting of brown and white, he ran a hand through his hair making it to remain messy "GET OUT!" "my payment." "Oh, so this is all about, right? you just fucking killed all my siblings". "You are the one who gave me the names now give me my money" "YOUR MONEY? your money?! there is no money I planned to flee the country I bought a ticket for a flight in one month from now y....wait what are you doing I'm the one who send you to this ki...BANG the white suit was covered in blood, one eye survived the gun shot it was looking up like she could see the light the glass break as it touched the white carpet. the smell of alcohol spread in the room as the secretary with the sweet perfume entered the room, he was way gone although he could still hear her screams behind his back.

"Shit, fuck fuck fuck!!! It was supposed to be my redemption for paying the rent, but nooo mister rich mother fucker had to be a dick after he killed his siblings to get more fucking money so tell me why, WHY he...SHUT THE FUCK UP" the yell came from above "sorry Jurdi" the neighbour from above, the cocky wonder men that was soooo perfect, "sorry" he replied. He checked his phone, and saw 7 unanswered calls from his little sister, he dialled back and about a time period that took forever she picked up "Hello? sis you there?" get here now I have contractions and I need you there!" "I'm on my way". He got out of the apartment looking in his pockets for the key to lock the door. When he got to the elevator two police detectives were already inside "excuse me sir, could you tell us where a man celled Zac broom is living?" " Yes of course sir he lives in the next floor on apartment 13A" "thank you" the detective looked on his friend "if I could ask why are you looking for him? " The detectives shared a look "sure but please don't tell anyone, this man is a suspect in a huge murder case, did you hear about the Rapalla inherits?" "of course, officer, terrible curse it was, at least that's what I heard." "A curse would be easier to find then this man, well this is our stop thanks for your help" "no problem, sir". The detectives ran to "Zac broom" apartment.   He didn't manage to hear Jurdi's answer to the police. when the doors closed, he smiled although he knew that the police would come after him, Glad for his survival skills and paranoia, he left the building. 

and started to run to the hospital.