I've Become Rich And I Want Revenge

25. The boxes

The others.

Those who were supposed to be in other strategic places, the others who were supposed to go to the meeting point as soon as it was over.

They were dead too.

Shot. Holes had opened up in their bodies, and blood pooled around them.

This time, Leon couldn't keep from crying, and he couldn't stop the solitary tear that ran down his cheek.

Sasha didn't care about those deaths. No, after all, all she wanted was the bloody box that was now in Christina's hands.

The girl, pale, muttered:

"Let's go."

But Leon didn't answer. He felt responsible for it, for such cruel deaths.

"Come on, Leon." She sniffled, also on the verge of tears. "We have to go."

So off they went. They got into the designated van, where two foremen were waiting. They didn't ask any questions about the rest of the team.

Leon stared out of the window, watching the lights of the city drift away. He wondered if he would ever see that place again, if he would ever have a normal life again. He hated himself for getting