Where to?

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Dressed in a business black trouser suit with elegant and hint of royalty in her walk, the young lady walked out of the mansion and entered into her brand new sports car. Speeding the car to the highway and stopped straight in front of a tall white building. Getting out of the car, her eye side got blanked for a second due to the flash of the camera's, this wasn't her first time facing this wave, but the way was different. The media people were in a daze for a long time, mesmerized and captivated by the beauty in black, they forgot their work for a full good minute, by the end they pulled back to the reality was late, the lady already walked into the building, the uproar was heard, they tried to get close and enter into the building but in vain they were stopped by the husky and bulky bodyguards in front of the building.

The young lady walked into the lobby, seeing her coming the receptionist greeted her, giving a nod she walked up to the elevator. Crossing the path to her room, all the employee's quickly stood up to greet their President, just an aloof nod, was their reply from her, which was usual.

After getting into her room she sat onto her throne like the Queen she is. Looking at the pile of documents on her desk she started working. Who knows how long after a knock interrupted her serious focussed mind, gazed onto the door she said, "Come in."

"President, they are here, waiting for you. The conference will start soon."

"En, I will be there in five minutes. You go."

An interview conference was held which most of the people waited for long, this was a live interview, much online waiting for the interview to start after all it was of...

...

On another side of the world, a man in his late thirties keeled in front of a hot burning charcoal path, asking for mercy.

Next to him on a sofa, a man sat like a King, unaffected by his pleading asking for mercy. Holding a cigar in one hand he puffed a shot and exhaled on to the keeled man's face unbothered and fearless of anything.

"It was my fault, I'm sorry second brother 'Ma, please forgive me." Setting his pride aside, he still begged for mercy.

"Don't waste my time, I have a lot to do. Are you rolling on it? Or, should they..." Pointing at the men with black suit and silver 'D' printed on the left-side of their suit, he continued, "Whip you out, huh? What say?" A devilish smile hanging on his face, and those dark eyes were void of any kind of emotions. Just looking at those eyes, shivers send down his spine.

Either way, he was dead, one was rolling a hundred time on to one-meter burning charcoal path or else a hundred whipping. Did he have any choice? Practically speaking no, a big NO. An old man like him wouldn't be able to complete the full five rolls, he would eventually die before the sixth roll. This was his retribution for the deeds he did. Accepting his faith he started rolling on to the path. Screaming because of the burn, but not stopped rolling, the man passed out even before the fourth roll.

"Ugh! Boring, these old men are no fun. Let's go." Signalling the men with suits, having 'D' in silver on their shirt, to move.

"The second boss, what about the body?"

"Oh, do you think this body matter? He didn't even matter when he was alive. Do you think this dead body of his is of my use? Just leave it, it will burn in the ashes after some time." Not even bothering to glance back, he stood up and left the scene.

"Second boss, where to?"

"Base." With said, he laid back on the seat of the car resting. 'Sigh. I was never this cruel, but they are bad never mind', leaving all his thoughts, he drifted to sleep.

While he reached the base it was already dark, entering his room he was greeted by the bodyguards. Sitting with his tablet on to the couch legs spread on to the table stared looking at the interview.