FULLY PAID

Mary sat in her luxurious living room, the dim light casting soft shadows on her face. Her fingers drummed rhythmically on the armrest of her leather couch as she waited for the call. A sly smile tugged at the corners of her lips, anticipating the news.

Finally, her phone rang. She checked the caller ID: Ranson. The smile widened even more as she answered. Knowing he makes no mistakes.

"Hello, Ranson. I hope you’ve got good news for me," Mary said, her tone dripping with confidence.

"Yes, ma’am," Ranson's gruff voice replied. "It’s done. The report we’re getting is that Leah’s been hit. If she ain’t dead yet, she’s pretty close to it. I’d say she might not make it."

Mary’s heart skipped a beat, but only out of excitement. A rush of satisfaction filled her chest. She let out a soft, almost musical laugh that grew louder until it echoed through her spacious home.

"Well done, Ranson. Well done!" she said, still chuckling. "I knew I could count on you to put that girl in her place."

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