Caspar's POV.
"Let's head out, Mark has already left the clubhouse. Thankfully I asked Alex and others to cover up the entire red light area," I said , getting up and walking out of there.
Erick, like a sloppy bastard, dragged himself behind me. Gosh, he was so high on drugs, I returned back to him. Tossing him up on my shoulder, I dashed out in a hurry.
I don't want anyone to notice me and start the fight here. I have sober up because of my resistance to drugs but Erick has never taken drugs. And he is not himself right now, the fight might get my brother serious injuries.
As soon as I stepped out of the clubhouse, I found a few guys trailing behind me. I was expecting this, I flipped my fingers indirectly giving orders to men who were standing outside the clubhouse to finish the mess.
Soon, the sounds of gun firing and horrifying screams filled in the air and those who were ignoring earlier, started running out. Bad for them, one by one all the men were shot dead by my bodyguards excluding the women.
I arrived at a closed dark alley, where my car was parked. Opening the door, I hurled Erick's unconscious body inside. Myself getting seated inside, I started driving to the location sent by Alex.
Twenty minutes later, in front of a huge abandoned construction building, I parked my car at some distance from the building . The roads and alleys of here were dead silence, not a single human being could be seen. And nighttime made it appear like a haunted place where creeping souls could devour anyone.
I reached my hand in my pants pocket, pulling out my phone. Typing a small text, I sent it to Alex. Upon receiving the message, I noticed two men in black running towards me.
For safety purposes, I stuffed my phone back and pulled out my gun, aiming towards them. Let me tell you a secret, I can fire accurately even in pit black night.
"Boss, it's us..."
From a distance those two men reported. I put down my gun and asked them to take care of Erick.
"It would be better if you guys send Erick back to the mansion. I can't afford him getting exposed to any of Mark Devis's men."
"Ok, boss, we will drive the young master back. But Boss I know it's rude, did you do drugs?" One of the men asked.
I couldn't see clearly what kind of expression both men were making. One thing was for sure, they were worried about my health. And I can clearly imagine them reporting this to my mom later.
"It was a fucking mistake. We were tricked by Mark Devis's assassins, I'm still in my conscious but Erick is in bad condition." Saying that, I sprinted into the abandoned building.
I never intended to reveal the truth that I am immune to drugs or any alcoholic beverages. I walked inside the building, but the location signal was coming from underground. I looked around at the big hall, the dim light was making it hard for me to locate the basement's door.
"Fuck, there it is.”
I kicked the large painting which was hanging in one corner. Breaking it into pieces, I saw a staircase leading downwards.
I guess Alex was doing it in his way without breaking anything. I'm different, I like destroying anything that blocks my way.
I lowered down my upper body, and stepped inside. It was a small corridor of stairs which made me bend over otherwise my head would continuously bump on its ceiling.
After ten minutes of struggling, I reached the bottom of a bright-lit basement where five men and Alex were. My eyes caught the sight of two blonde men kneeling down, drenched in blood and sweat.
"Mark Devis and his brother Karl Devis," I said, walking towards them.
Alex and my men greeted me and handed over the sniper rifle because my gun has only two bullets left. Pointing the tip of the rifle at Mark Devis's forehead, I threateningly asked," Why the fuck you refused to sign a deal with Mcadam group?"
For a few seconds, Mark kept quiet, staring down at the ground. His thick blood dripped off his cracked forehead, dirtying the area he was sitting. I removed my rifle from his forehead and squatted in front of him. Cupping his bleeding chin in my right hand, forcing him to look at me.
"Are you fucking dumb? I hate quiet ones."
That's when mimicking Mark's tone enraged me.
"I never thought CEO Caspar Mcadam is using codename Xavier Hill to hide his original identity in the Mafia world,” Mark said in a sarcastic tone and continued,” So you're the infamous Mafia Boss of DarZ group.”
"The face reveal challenge is won by Caspar Mcadam," his brother Karl laughed.
And before he could say another word, Alex was quick to kick him and punch his face, making him crawl on the dirty floor. I choked Mark Devis's face in my hand, causing him to suffocate. Ugh, his bloody face was irritating me, I loosened my grip on his jaws and clapped my hands together, wiping off the blood on Mark's jacket.
"Alex, give me the file."
Taking the file from Alex, I extended it towards Mark, but he only spat. I see there's no point in discussion, I was expecting this because I was in a shitty mood of killing someone.
I ripped the file and documents into pieces, throwing at Mark Devis's face. I got up and pointed the rifle at his forehead.
"You and your men have to die here because you all have fucking seen my face," I sadistically smiled as I pulled the trigger of the rifle.
Blood splattered at me as I emptied the three bullets into Mark's forehead. Creating a hole into his skull from which loops of blood covered brain seeped out. His eyes were wide open even after getting shot dead, while his kneeling body plopped on the ground.
"Y-You actually wanted to kill us, not to convince us into signing a contract, right?" Karl shouted aggressively, his eyes teary at the sight of his brother's death.