LECTER JAMES: Rise of the Braveheart

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

“Hey, Morris, when can I come and see you? I have got vital information for you. " The assassin said, feeling smug with himself, at least, this information would make him be on the top good safe list of Morris.

“Is the information so solid that you can't tell me over the phone?" Morris asked him, impatient laced in his voice. He hissed.

“Yes. Because once you get the information, you'll want to plan on it immediately, no waiting or delays." The assassin assured him of the power of the information he held.

“Okay. It would be best if you came in this evening. I'll text you the particular time and moment to go in. The idea of nonsocialization is the best play for either of us here.

They ended the call and resumed their lives.

Morris had texted him to be in the office around five thirty and six o'clock. The assassin moves sleekly through the confines of the workers until he gets into Morris's office.

In the dimly lit confines of Morris's office, the assassin stood before him,