The One True Billionaire's Heir

Chapter 142

Chapter 142

The tap rushed freely and the sink was first clear then slowly dotted with drops of blood, intensity increasing by the second. Soon the whole sink was red and he had to leave the water running till it cleaned it up.

Wiping his hands with the napkin, he dropped it into the bag. He took his gloves off the table and wore them back, the fresh smell of blood strong in the dark room. He picked up the sniper first, checking to make sure everything was intact. Next, he picked up the pistol gun, the clack sound echoing in the air. He chocked back the bullet and the gun went into the bag. One by one, the weapons dropped into the big bag on the ground that lay at one side of the table.

"Il tuo volo è pronto, capo. (Boss your flight is ready)”

He nodded and picked up the bag. As he opened the door, he stepped into the view, the morning not particularly bright as dark clouds amassed. The strong wind greeted him, blowing strongly and whisking the free end of his long coat. His head warm