Intentions Intentions Intentions

At the hospital....

Mr Taylor's ward ....

The door slowly went open and Tirich sauntered in.

He was in his usual black overall cloth with a hoodie to cover his face and a mask to disguise.

Mr Taylor slowly looked up from the letter he was writing on a sheet of paper and as soon a he saw him he dropped back to the bed and quickly hid the paper under his pillow.

"You've come for me !" He whispered and Tirich laughed.

"You're damn right, I have!" He replied with a small smile and a sinister hint in his voice.

"You changed the color of your tattoo!" Mr Taylor whispered and he slowly looked down at it.

"Shouldn't be much of a concern for someone who is about to breathe his last breath" he snapped and Mr Taylor exhaled deeply.

"You wiped my family, that's unfair!" He said.

"What's unfair, is that you took my money and refused to keep to your own end of the bargain!"

"You know I tried to but I just couldn't!"

"So you suddenly grew a conscience after squandering my money?!" He snapped.

"Well