The Stun Gun

Everyone was seated at the breakfast table. They really had made a home out of the Young Building. Everyone had their own apartments, a gym, an IT room, in short, the whole building was their property.

“Everyone’s ready?” asked Aziel.

“Yeah!” shouted everyone except Renata. She was busy gobbling the food. Her anger was making her hungrier. She knew she would need her strength if she was going to meet with another head of the cosca.

“Any instructions?” asked Vicktor.

“Alofunoeverything,” said Renata while chewing her mouth full of food.

“Heh?” asked Hazel.

Renata gulped her food and enunciated, “all of you know everything.”

“Are you sure you want to stun people and not kill?” asked Vito while biting on his toast.

“I am tired of killing people. Some are working for SMS to support their family, not everyone is a criminal. Just because they work for criminals, that does not mean I have to kill them,” explained Renata. “I am a world-class killer. I deserve to die, not them, who are just do