Rainer marched out, each steps resolute and unforgiving, his voice cold and commanding as he instructed his subordinates, "Ensure his breathing, them turn him over to the authorities."
Felix's eyes burned with rage as he bellowed. "Rainer Stuart, you lying piece of shit! You broke your fucking promise! You Goddamm bastard's!"
But Rainer paid him no mind, his features sculpted into an immpasive mask as he exited to the basement, leaving Felix's desperate cries, echoing in the damp air.
Outside, the crips night air wisked away the acrid scent of blood that clung to Rainer, as his thoughts shifted to his next problem: Daniel, his pathetic, fuck-up of a younger brother .
**
Meanwhile, in the dimly lit confines of a bar's private room , the air was thick with the intoxicating aromas of liquor and parfum.
Daniel lounged casually , a cunning grin playing on his lips, as he nudged s woman nestled in his arms to drink more. She cocked slighty , the alcohol searing his throat.
