THE IRON HEART

CHAPTER 1

The boss is going to kill us! Why did you have to go and screw this up? Now we both have to pay for your mistakes," one of the men said.

"Relax, nothing will happen. It'll all be fine. Man, you are such a baby, whining all the time. You know what I think? You need to get laid after this, release some of that tension. I can smell it from here."

"The last time I checked, the boss wasn't that forgiving about screw-ups, and I, for one, don't feel like dying today. I've got plans, you know? Let's clean this mess up before someone finds these bodies."

"Did you call the cleaning crew?"

"Yeah, I did. They're on their way, so let's go. They'll handle the rest."

Both men walked out of the building through the back entrance, got into a black SUV, and drove away.

There was a knock on the door, and a strong feminine voice said, "Come in."

A tall, well-built Black man in a blue custom-tailored suit and an expensive Rolex walked in with confidence. "It's done," he said.

"Exactly how I asked it to be done? Because I want to send a very clear message." Her gaze locked onto his face, trying to read his reaction. Her tone was calm, low, but stern and authoritative. She noticed a shift in his posture and slowly stood up, coming around her desk.

Seeing this, he swallowed the large lump forming in his throat and tried to clear it, but before he could speak, she picked up a letter opener and walked toward him slowly. His eyes widened in anticipation of what would happen next. Her seductive features and expensive perfume didn't make the situation any easier for him, but he kept his eyes forward, avoiding hers.

"What went wrong?" she asked, her voice dripping with authority. "Your face is telling me a different story than the one I'm expecting to hear."

He flinched slightly, struggling to explain. "One of the men screwed up the job, ma'am. It didn't go quite as we planned."

Before he could say more, he felt a sharp pain in his right thigh. She leaned closer to his ear as he groaned in pain, whispering, "Fix it." Then she calmly walked back to her black leather chair and sat behind her desk, continuing her work as if nothing had happened.

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