I Don't Want Her Dead

A man dressed in an all-black overall walked briskly toward a dark yet sex-filled room. He brought out his phone and watched the video of a young woman being flung to the ground. Although it wasn't a hard hit, it would be enough to cause her injuries that won't be fatal.

Except for the pregnancy. Her life might be spared, that was the order. Something nudged him inside as he thought otherwise. The complications should be on the pregnancy only. Then with a smirk, he sighed satisfactorily yet awaiting clarity.

"I don't want her dead. I just want the baby gone. She can't be with my child," he whispered as he tried to convince himself of his atrocity.

As he was watching, a voice cut through the video. That was the voice he had been expecting.

" It's done, Rex. I am sure before the ambulance would get there she would have lost the baby"

"I hope she is not dead, Barry. I don't want her to die. I just want her to lose the pregnancy," Rex said, his heart palpitating yet he stilled it.

"She