The Black Mask Killer

On the other side of the city, in a damp and dark alley, Dolan Xylon stood facing a person in a black cloak and mask. The dripping water from a leaky pipe was clearly audible in the silence. Dolan grinned slightly, handing over a suitcase to the cloaked figure.

"You must ensure Benjamin's life is ended," Dolan said in a cold tone.

The Black Mask, as the person was known, nodded. "Don't worry, Dolan. My reputation for killing is beyond question."

Dolan nodded, satisfied. "Good. Make sure no trace is left behind."

Without saying more, The Black Mask turned and stepped into the darkness, disappearing completely into the shadows.

Dolan turned, but was surprised to see his stepbrother, Dylan, standing there with a worried expression.

"Dolan, what are you doing?" Dylan asked tensely. "Why do you want to kill Benjamin? Father clearly warned us that killing is the last resort."

Dolan grinned again, this time more cynically. "Father is old, Dylan. His mind is starting to falter. He doesn’t see
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