Thirty Two: Crazy Oldie

I was furious. Of all the things I hated, betrayal was what I hated most. Yes, I had betrayed some people in the past, but that was only for a game. Whoever I had betrayed in the past, wasn't so relevant in my life. But that wasn't the same case here. 

I had been taking care of Greg since he was eighteen. Since the last twelve years, he had been with me. I ensured he studied at a good university, I employed him at my office, he was my highest paid worker. So what in the world could have made him do this?

"You idiot!" I hurried to him. Overwhelmed with anger, I grabbed the collar of his shirt, hit him hard across the face. "You wanna get me doomed? After all I've done for you?"

Non-stop, I keep hitting him. He deserved to be dealt with. I didn't care to know who he had been talking with on the phone, or the reason he was doing this. All I just wanted to do was to hit him to death. He was the last person I expected to