Caspar's POV.
"Hell yeah. Do you know what I saw outside of the clubhouse?" I menacingly asked, stroking the tip of my rifle at Karl's forehead.
My emotionless face surely terrified Karl, and I worried less because I'm always like this. Even my men call me a cold statue of death devoid of any emotions. I wonder why these people piss me off even after knowing the torture I'll bless them with.
"I-I agree to sign the deal..."
“What the fuck did you say?" I knowingly asked, even after hearing his stuttering voice. Lifting my rifle from his forehead, I kicked him in his chest. Making him roll down on the blood soaked ground, drenching him in red, vicious blood.
Stepping towards him, I pinned my shoe's heel into his right cheek and scoffed, "Fuck, I would have spared your life but damn you have seen my fucking face and recognized my original identity."
His eyes widened in realization, wrapping his hands around my right leg, he begged for mercy.
"Fuck no, codename Xavier Hill has countless enemies who wants his life. You have seen my face and want me to have mercy on you? In your dreams!" I chuckled glaring down at his pathetic face.
Anytime I see criminals playing victims and asking for mercy for their brutal crimes, my blood boils in rage. More importantly if someone rejects a deal with me, I am very intolerant towards business loss.
Either by force or power, I try to get what I want. The things which amuse my eyes are definitely what I own. Just like how I want to own Ishabella, I want her to become mine.
BANG!
"Oops, my finger slipped and pressed the rifle's trigger."
I smirked evilly whilst emptying all the bullets into Karl's body. Making multiple holes in his firm body, splashing the blood all over the place. His eyes burst out by getting shot .
"Alex, clean the mess. Remember not to leave any of their men alive to disclose my secrets."
Saying that I dashed out of there, stepping out of the basement's low staircases. I breathed the fresh air, while the blood on my face and hands dried hard like layers.
"Fuck, I look nasty, I smell of blood and death. Should I bother myself into taking a bath in a public bathroom?" I cussed, wiping off the thick blood from my lip's corners.
Lifting my arm, I noticed the time on my wristwatch. It was already midnight and I think Erick safely returned to the mansion. Walking towards my car, I heard sirens of cop cars heading towards the redlight area. I think someone has reported about the assassin attack.
Before I could message Alex to leave the place, I heard a voice from back.
"Boss, we have to leave. The cops have covered the area. Our guarding men had left as per my guidance," saying that Alex grabbed my arm and hurriedly pulled me into one corner.
The five bodyguards circled around me, and started calling the rescue group of DarZ through their earpiece. Soon after less than five minutes, two helicopters arrived at the scene. Two ladders were thrown down at us, Alex and I climbed on the first ladder while the bodyguards climbed on the other.
When we finally reached the top, the cops covered up the whole area. Some of them were holding speakers and asking me to surrender myself along with my men. I basically ignored them but when I got seated inside the helicopter with Alex, one of the cops gave orders to fire at us.
Bad decision! I was not going to do this but they made me helpless. I aimed my sniper at the shooter group of cops and fired bullets at them one by one. Alex was shunned because killing the cops is not our job. The mafia group DarZ works together with the world security cops in the annihilation of crimes.
Still it's different from the local cops, who have no information about DarZ working with the world security cops. So, if I want to safely return, I have to finish off the obstacles on my own. In other words, if DarZ group wouldn't be associated with the security cops, I would have been tagged as a wanted Mafia Boss.
Only the world security cop's chief knows my face and identity of my Caspar Mcadam. Revealing the truth to everyone is only bullshit and dangerous for my existence. If by mistake my identity is leaked, I would have to give up the life of CEO Caspar Mcadam and get fully involved in the mafia's life. The life of Xavier Hill is not for me, not until my parents are backing me up.
Throwing my rifle to my side, I rested my head on the seat. Through my side glance I could see the twinkling stars in the night sky, the tall buildings and sparkling electric lights all over. Flying over the city at night is truly a heavenly experience.
Just when I was trying to have some peace, Alexa's phone vibrated interrupting me.
"Boss, the news of cops' murders has reached the ears of the world security corps. I got a text from the chief that he wants an urgent conference call," Alex reported, typing on his phone's screen.
"Ah that old man. Tell him I'm not doing it."
"But he says that the directors of different countries are not calming down. They want a rigid explanation on why the Boss of DarZ killed the corps," Alex mumbled, I could hear the nervousness in his voice.
That's because I hate being interrupted and being advised on what I should do. I asked Alex to go on a conference call and hand me the earpiece.
As soon as the call connected, my ears were exploded by the loud quarreling of the officers. They were not discussing, rather fighting over why I killed the cops. What a bitch! If I hadn't done that my identity would have been revealed to the whole world.
"H-Hello, Mr Xavier Hill. Everyone be quiet. Mr Xavier is now on the call," I heard the old chief's voice but the commotion went on.
No one was even paying attention to their head chief. Now I understand why the chief begged me to join the conference call. Among the good officers, there are some arrogant bastards who are indifferent to the world security cops' organization. They believe working with dangerous groups like DarZ is foolish. Naive!
" Gentlemen, I ask you all to keep your fucking mouths shut. I don't have enough time on my hands to hear your baseless discussions," I replied through the call.