The Trigger

The man on his knees snorted. "Um...I'm still here, you haven't forgotten about me have you?"

"Oh ya, how can we forget!" Trigger-Happy said kneeling towards Mr Ross. For the first time, Mr Ross could clearly see the darkened face of the intruder. 

 "Mr Lucas Gray?!" Mr Ross was scared to death. "What you doing here? What have I done at any of your clubs? I haven't missbehaved at all-"

"Shut up!" Lucas sneered, using the barrel of his pistol to scratch an ich on his nose he politely said, "Beverly street, hillbrow, Scarlet delipicated building, 24 May 2016, who did it?"

Sweat quickly gathered on Mr Ross' forehead, his temperature rising in an instant. He knew the incident Trigger-Happy was referring to, and the latter could see it on his face. 

"Sir, yes a girl was murdered there, it was our boss who sent us. We received instructions to do it. It was nothing personal."

His words caught the attention of Roderick Jackson, who came closer. "Dragonian gang huh? Who's your boss?"