Chapter Twenty Eight
This is where you f****d up badly.
Third Person’s Point of View
“Marcel, what are you doing here?!”
He easily muffled his cuss before kneeling down; the bullet that was supposed to be pierced through the man’s skull was still loaded in the gun that he had placed on his side. Making sure that he was not detected, he had looked through the two men talking with concern. Dexter was nothing but annoyed that another man was here, making it quite difficult to handle his situation as he is by himself.
The man is not stupid to not know that Felix is not working for him, but for his boss. With the amount of luxury surrounding this place, he knows for a fact that the man of the home could easily handle the declining death of the old man. He knows for sure that Felix
