.03 Destination: Slums/FreelancersMature

Jordan’s face stood as emotionless as a rock as he left the freelancer headquarters. The moment he exited the place, a man appear behind him.

“Commander, what are your orders?”

A dark smile formed on his face. One that Kayli would have never thought could form on him.

“We’re going with Plan B. I hope you’ve brought sufficient troops to storm this place.”

“Yes Commander.” The man bowed and turned to leave.

“Oh, and one more thing.” The man paused and looked at Jordan again.


“Keep the girl’s life. I want to kill her myself.”

“We will try to do that.”

Jordan smirked as he began walking off.

“I never said to keep her in one piece.”

The End

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