Chater 15.

We stared at the person who was producing such a theme with deep passion, the music itself was screaming 'I am suffering save me' which made my heart and soul feel pity for him.

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—BOSS POV

{A/N: I wanted to make him play a sad song as real as possible but I myself don't know how to express it so I tried my best guys.}

"Sheee's a fairytaleee, yeah

Even though it hurts

'Cause I don't careee if I lose

my life

I'm alreadddyyy deaddd!"

'Micheal can sing and play violin!' Everyone standing with me thought for sure. 

He was facing the rising sun as we were not able to see his face, but I could tell by hearing such a song that he was indeed in pain or grief for some reason.

His slow stroke through bow on violin changes in rapid strokes as the song goes sadder and soon he ends it. 

A big leather bag near his feet levitates in the air next to him, he grabs it firmly, he pitches it up in the sky with a lot of force that the bag in a few seconds tears the clouds and continues to go up by each second.

"Micheal Waaaah! You sang such a sad song." Rose ran toward him with eyes filled with tears, clinging to him like a koala out of sympathy.

*BOOOOOOM 

All of us looked in the sky where Micheal had launched the bag and where the explosion took place. By no means it was a small blast, it was so powerful that even at thrown in a high altitude its shockwaves reached us.

"What the F****!" Mia yells holding the gate of the terrace for balance and I.. no… everyone who was taken back has a single question in our mind.

"What the F*** you were doing with a bomb!" Ada asked him snapping out of drunk state real quick. Everyone was clueless of what was happening.

*Rushing steps

"Micheal, what you said was true. The remaining RAT's or war veterans were behind our assassination and...…one of our people is a snitch." Jill informs, rushing to reach the terrace, speaking in a haste manner and slows her speed down as she sees us delivering more questions and tension than answers.

"Micheal, please enlighten us." I said in a demanding tone, as I was getting a little impatient.

~~~MC POV ~~~~

"So you want it small or full 7 inches in?" I vulgarly asked while chugging down some wine.

"7 inches deep." Boss said with a frown, not expecting such a response or answer from him but cooperated for now as the matter was grave and no time for arguing. 

"It all started with-" 

Flash back ~~~~

An hour back–

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"So tell me why you didn't call any technician or inform the chief of guards about this." I questioned the guard calmly and sat on a chair near me waiting for an answer no more likely a reasonable one.

"Sir, as you can see no other guards are here, I have sent them with technicians to quickly fix the fault." He answered straightforwardly with no hesitation at all in his eyes. 

"Your record says you are new here, right?" I casually inquire.

He nods in agreement. "You won't mind if we have a bit of wine for celebration right, bring that glass here, sit with me. Let's chill for now, then I will go." In a relaxed manner I said, opening the bottle of wine I had in my hand.

He turned around but did not bring a glass for wine. "Hand up!" He commanded, raising his voice.

"Ohh wait you understood that I was messing with you right," I asked him, barely holding my laughter.

"Stop messing with me, you A****le! Hand up or will make hole in you!" He threatened with his gun.

At first, I thought about finishing him and interrogate later but changed the plan to playing along with the interrogation as he is quite a dim bulb in a bright room.

"Hey dude chill, I surrender. I care for my life so I will talk." I tried to convince him so he could feel that he was dominating here and I could utilize this in my favor somehow.

"Ha hahah haa. You are quite smart. I gave you that." He said with a big laugh like he acknowledged something in me. 

"Don't harm me ok, I will comply with you…. tell me who you want to kill." I acted a bit afraid and showed I am willing to help him.

"How the F*** Does someone like you become an executive?" He asked in confusion as he had a conflicted expression, might be judging me now.

"Anyway, help yourself as all of you soon will be with us in hell." He said with excitement as he was doing something great, no remorse or hate in his voice at all.

"We don't need any help from sinner like you, you are f***in weak, a good for nothing man chil-" Before he could finish his ranting I smashed his throat with just a strong right leg kick.

"Just one blow away from death." 'He claims that he will kill us all, to do that he needs help with someone inside and outside due to various factors.' I thought, coming out of the room and heard someone footsteps.

"Jill, come here quick," I saw Jill alone with a bottle of beer in her hand. I approached her and pulled her with me.

"Hey, Hey, Hey! What the hell?" She gets a little startle as I make physical contact casually with her.

"See yourself, there are some uninvited guests here with us with no friendly intentions." I showed her the body of the traitor guard to get her attention and she calmed down.

"They have some sort of lethality with them that guarantees our death, here is your task. I take them down, you make them talk." I further explained to her the situation really quickly while splitting my work as I was excited to play violin.

"Wooh WOOOh Woh? Wait a second. What nonsense are you saying? How did you know and who are they?" She responded with a bit of an overdramatic way, quickly denying what I said then reframing some questions.

I didn't answer them as the time was going out of hand now.

"It's up to you to believe me or not but if you care for people here, it is what you must do." I question her beliefs toward the syndicate now with seriousness. She might doubt me, but this is a grave situation for us.

"We don't want to alert other guys, be silent and quick follow me." I ordered her and she was a bit taken back at first but after glaring into my eyes she followed me now without arguing.

We swiftly reached the waiting room where we saw two people, one was wearing a technician uniform and the other guard uniforms.

"Don't come close-," The guard was at alert as he was us coming toward his direction however before he could react more, I delivered a psychic punch from a long distance. 

"What!" The tech guy in shock also punched the guard in the face.

"Jill, he has the same old gun as the previous guy, do your thing." I said inspecting the gun and bag he was holding.

She agreed with a nod and I left them in accordance. "A bomb wait it has timer in it. 59 minutes….. I have to be quick here."

I inspected the leather bag in which the bomb was activated with no time to was I commence to hunt down these uninvited guest one by one without creating suspension around the real guest.

They had quite a resilience as they were able to resist the torture, I was doing on them but in end they couldn't endure the pain completely and spill the beans.

Meeting with Jill again I brief her with everything I got out of these people except the bomb thing.

'She didn't have skills for torture I guess,' In the exchange the information we got she didn't told me about the bomb so I thought let it be I will handle it myself.

~~~~End ~~~

"And at then end I wait for the bomb to explode and play some violin with some drink." I drank some more wine, ending the story.

"You fool, you question my beliefs and yet handle the major thing yourself!!" She locked my head with her arms tightly in exasperation but I didn't mind as her big, soft assets were rubbing against me.

"So should we tell all this to the guest?" I asked the Boss casually while enjoying Jill lock. 

"Call me Zoya from now on, you fool. And you are fired for a month or so as a punishment."

'Really is this a punishment for a month's break!' Everyone shouted in their mind and had depressed expressions as they also wanted this kind of punishment.