| Formallities of a Hidden Business
Prolouge: Enter Vamire
The assassin adjust the laser of his gun to point right at the man's chest, then rested his finger on the trigger. When the time was right, he pulled the trigger. The bullet shot quickly towards the man, penetrating his skin. It seemed to lodge itself into the man's heart, killing him instantly. Blood stained the rocking chair that he was sitting in, and when the murderer heard someone running frantically down the staircase, he swiftly ran away. A woman, the man’s wife, was sobbing over his body, her heart crushed.
“Did you finish him?” Kou curiously asked the hit man, a serious expression on his cold face. The triggerman, Vamire Proskin, nodded in response. He set his gun on the glass table that separated the chairs that he and Kou sat in respectively. The billionaire handed Vamire ten $100 bills, paying him for the completed task. This hidden business was running strong. They, well, Vamire, had already murdered five people for Kou, not caring about what pain the deaths would bring to the dead person’s family.
Word soon got out about this two-man organization, causing many people to be outraged. The few towns that were close to each other gathered a band of protestors, prepared to even kill Kou and Vamire just to stop the murdering.
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