Chapter 50: The Perfect Punishment

Andrew flinched but regained composure immediately. "It was a mistake. We can talk this out, Victor. Take a deep breath."

"The only one who will be taking a deep breath is this gun right here." And in a flash, Andrew was on the floor, dead as a stick, blood gushing out of the bullet wound in his head. Silence reigned in the gym room until Victor whirled around, eyes blazing.

"If someone doesn't give a rundown on what has been going on since I was gone then be prepared to join your boss in hell."

*

Victor looked down at Andrew's dead body and then stalked out of the gym room.

What has he done?

He shut the door to Andrew's room. One look around and he slid down the wall, his limbs shaking.

What has he done?

His palm came over his mouth as the first sobs came out. His body racked with sobs, the tears flowed down his hard bruised face, down his manly eyes that never cried, down his hard cheeks that barely smiled, down his stiff jaw.

He cried.

Why had he let his anger take over him? This wa