Frederick's death

The comrade lowered his gaze and could see the floor filled with petrol. He then shifted his gaze back to Frederick who was still seated in the car and gave him a signal to come over.

Frederick pushed the door of his car open and stepped outside before walking towards the comrades standing beside Scott's car.

"What's the matter?" Frederick whispered.

"His fuel tank is leaking." The man whispered back.

"And so? Just do your fucking job and let's get the hell out of here." Fredrick ordered.

"I feel like something is wrong somewhere. Something doesn't feel right, boss." The comrade remarked.

"Hurry up and destroy his brake so we can get the hell out of here. While you are at it I'll keep an eye out so we'll know when he's done with his drink and if he's coming." Frederick bellowed before walking towards the window of the bar and took a peek inside.

Glancing inside, he saw Scott seated on a small wooden chair a few meters away, and beside him was Felix.

"What the.." Fredrick mused after g
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