Damon jumped on his feet, which startled Meir a little.
“Something else must be done, that is why I employed you. Remember, your mother's life is on the line.” Damon, who had his posterior faced to Meir, said with his head slightly tilted.
Meir rose to his feet calmly, “Then you would have to prepare for two funerals.” He threatened in a calm and collected voice.
Damon turned swiftly to him with a cold glare and pulled out a gun from his inner pocket, pointed it at Meir, who didn't flinch.
“How about I make it three?” Damon snorted teasingly as he pulled the trigger.
“You have no idea who the second person would be, right?” Meir scoffed with a smirk, staring deeply into Damon's eyes. “The next time, Mrs. Forbes bleeds, that would be the last time you would see her...... Alive.” He add
