"HE DID WHAT?" Dylan screams as he throws his table across his office. He turns to face one of his men with a face full of anger and rage. The man has terror in his eyes as he tries to stay still, but when Dylan is angry it's terrifying.
Dylan then walks over towards the man with an calm appearance. He looks up at him with a stare that could stab you with daggers. "So, tell me again. Jack managed ta shoot Celeste?" Dylan ask calmly as the man nods.
"T-that's correct boss."
Dylan then walks over towards his window calmly with his hands behind his back. "Well dat's very good." Dylan says calmly "But." Dylan says making the man confused.
"But?" The man repeated, but with a slight sound of nervousness.
Dylan laughs as he turns to face the man. "Yes there is a but." He says as he walks towards the man. The man starts to feel more anxious and worried. Once Dylan was face to face to him Dylan only smiles. But unexpectedly Dylan then grabs the man and throws him over the table. "BUT NOTHIN'! HE BLOODY DIDN'T KILL HER! AND WHY IS DAT?" Dylan yells at the man as he quickly gets back up and shrugs. "REPEAT AFTER ME YA BLOODY DOG! WHY DIDN'T JACK KILL CELESTE!" Dylan yells, making the man hesitate with answering Dylan's question.
"W-why did-didn't Ja-Jack kill C-Celeste?" Ask the man as Dylan only smiles. He then sits in his chair as it spins around, finally stopping when Dylan is face to the man. Dylan places his hands on the table, with a smirk.
"Well my dear boy, it's because..." Dylan then starts making his way towards the man in his chair. Dylan pulls the man face to face with him. "WE DON'T AVE DA BLOODY MONEY TA PAY HIM YA BLOODY IDIOT!" Dylan yells in his face as the man nods. "So ya know what we need den?" Ask Dylan.
"The money to pay Jack?" He asked as Dylan jumps out of his chair with excitement.
"There ya go! So ya know what we need ta da next?" Ask Dylan as the man shrugs. Dylan sighs as he slaps the man across the face. "WE BLOODY NEED TA ROB A BLOODY BANK! YA SO STUPID!" Dylan screams as the man nods.
Outside of Dylan's office
Jerome walks down the stairs to see what the big racket is. He's trying to get sleep but all he can hear is Dylan yelling and screaming with things being thrown, crashing and smashing.
His flaming red hair is a mess some managed to fall over his dark blue eyes, his hair manages to cover some of his pale features. He wears a red robe with blue and white striped pyjamas.
Once he made it down stairs he sees the security guard and a blonde stripper girl in front of Dylan's office. Jerome frowns as he looks at the security guard, annoyed.
"What the hell is all that racket? I'm trying to get my beauty sleep. But all I can hear is Dylan carrying on like a two year old instead of peace and quiet." Jerome complained as the security guard looks towards him.
"Well, the boss is angry because Jack didn't kill Celeste but gave her a warning because boss didn't give Jack the money." The security guard explains to Jerome as he crosses his arms.
"Oh great." Jerome frowns as he then walks over towards a lounge. The lounge is huge, it could possibly fit eight people at least. Jerome jumps on the lounge as he places his hands behind his head. "How long is this gonna take?" Jerome ask as the security guard shrugs.
"It could take all night." The stripper girl says folding her arms across her chest.
Jerome rolls his eyes.
Then all of a sudden the man was thrown out of the door leaving a huge hole inside. Everyone's eyes widen besides Jerome's. Dylan then walks out with frustration and anger. He then looks at everyone.
"WHAT ARE YA'LL LOOKIN' AT?" Dylan yells as everyone disappears in thin air. Dylan then turns his head to face Jerome with anger. "JEROME! GET YA ARSE OFF OF DAT LOUNGE!" Dylan snaps as Jerome rolls his eyes and got off of the lounge.
"Please tell me we're gonna do something? I'm getting bored." Jerome says as he folds his arms across his chest. Dylan looks at him as he frowns.
"Ohh. Ya wanna 'ave some fun aye? WELL! TOMORROW IS WHEN WE GET YA GIRLFRIEND OUTTA LOCKUP! DEN WE GO AND ROB A BLOODY BANK! How's dat for ya?!" Dylan ask as Jerome smirks.
"I like the sound of that." Jerome says as Dylan smirks.
"Of course ya did. SO, go and get some beauty sleep. Ya got a big day tomorrow."
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IMPORTANT:
1: Dylan Martinez and Celeste Bennett belongs to a_c_amber and AceyBear
2: Jerome Valeska belongs to Gotham Fox Tv/DC COMICS
3: Melanie Reed and Jack Reed belongs to me
4: Melanie Reed is not Harley Quinn!!!!
5: The man, Security Guard and Stripper Girl is random but belongs to me
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DROP DEAD REALITY |Book 1| |✔️|
Tajemnica / ThrillerA Homicide Detective named Celeste Bennett comes across a double murder in Argues City. And when an unexpected Detective comes along the murder makes this more concerning for her. But what she doesn't know is that someone is hiding something from he...
