Part 129

His body was completely atrocious; there was no chance of him living. Whoever had done this, was the most brutal and murderous a person could ever get. As I looked closer, his neck was sliced open as dry blood oozed out of the deep wound and he was handless. His chest was full of bullets as dry blood escaped from his mouth.

He was not anyone I knew.

I don't know him either, maybe he was from his men.

"We have to act fast! We can't have dead bodies of our own just turn up like this!" Brandon growled like a mad dog,

"Don't you think I know that?!" Fred retorted as he seemed shaken up. His eyes were bloodshot red before he turned his gaze to his guard dog. His glare was viscous. "You fückers are useless! How could you let this happen?" Fred scolded the guards who had their heads bowed down. "Useless pieces of shits!" He uttered as he stormed off upstairs.

This was gruesome but it was something I come across everyday and everywhere I go. Fred and Brandon liked to kill and so they kille