“Don't forget my name when you're in hell.” Donald pressed the barrel against Ruth's forehead and fired a shot, ending her life there and then.
Initially, Zordan harbored hatred toward Donald, but after witnessing how swiftly and precisely the latter murdered Ruth, he instantly lapsed into silence.
“Don't kill me. I can give you anything you want. Do you want money? Women? I can give them to you,” Zordan pleaded.
Donald grinned at him. “I didn't want to kill you. I brought you over because I needed your help to shoot a video. Yet, the Quantrills overreacted and tried to find out your whereabouts like madmen. So tell me—what should I do now?”
Zordan was smart enough to read between the lines.
In a serious tone, he replied, “As long as you're willing to release me, I assure you that my family will not bother you anymore. I swear.”
“You promise?”
“Yes, I promise. I—”
Before Zordan could finish his sentence, Donald fired a shot in his thigh.
Clutching his thigh, Zordan shrieked in pain while sitting on the ground.
His eyes were filled with despair as he stared at Donald. What the hell? Didn't I promise him that my family wouldn't bother him anymore? Why did he still shoot me?
Donald picked his ear nonchalantly and said, “I didn't expect you to be a tough nut to crack. Since you refuse to stop bothering me, I have no choice but to send you on your way.”
“Wait a second. I said I could promise...”
Bang!
That time around, Donald fired a shot at Zordan's forehead, finishing him off.
Witnessing that scene caused Gavin's mouth to twitch. I told Susan that Donald could be vicious at times, but she refused to believe me. Now that Zordan has been killed by Donald, the Quantrills are definitely going to come after us.
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