Kennedy attacks.

WAYNE.

It's been a whole week since Wayne heard from Kennedy. Of course Wayne wasn't bothered because he had other things to worry about.

Wayne decided to stay back at his office after closing time, he had a lot of work to finish up due to his upcoming trip to Las Vegas. Wayne was on a call when he noticed someone barge into his office.

“Kennedy, what are you doing here? And why are you pointing a gun to my face,” Wayne asked, confused.

“Look, you're a cool guy, and I've had a long thought about this. I am being paid a large sum of money to kill you. I usually do things professionally, but I don't know how you manage to slip off my arms all the time,” Kennedy grumbled.

“But do you want to do this? I didn't offend you,” Wayne said calmly seated in his chair.

“You do not have to offend before I kill you, it's my job, that is why I am being paid to kill you,” Kennedy grumbled.

“So what now? You're going to shoot me in my office, because I am sure you wouldn't even be able to make it out