PROLOGUE
Reg sat in his favourite seat in his study reading a newspaper in his hand when he heard a knock.
“Come in.” he said, not even looking at the door.
His aide entered and walked towards him, he bent and whispered something in his ear.
His eyes lit up as he stood up. He went towards the drawer on his table, talking out a gun, he headed out.
“Where is he? That son of a –” the voice went down as Reg walked down the stairs towards the living room.
A middle-aged man stood in the center of five guards wielding guns. His hands appeared to be shaking as he held his gun. Blood stains could be seen on his shirt which resulted from fighting his way in but that was of no concern to him.
“Reg!!!” the man exclaimed upon seeing him.
Reg came to a halt a few metres away from the bloodied man.
“What did you do to my wife?” he yelled, demanding an answer.
“She approached me of her own free will.” Reg spoke in a calm tone, which enraged the other man.
“You took advantage of her and raped her!” he screamed, tears streaming down his cheeks.
Reg placed a thumb on his lips, “She helped you pay off your debt. Are you not grateful? When you could not do anything, she willingly offered herself as an exchange.”
“You asshole.”
More tears streamed down his cheeks, and his hands trembled as he held the gun and pointed it at Reg. In retaliation, Reg’s aide and the other guys raised their guns.
“Do you know she is dead?,” the man questioned bitterly.
Reg's eyes were wide with shock.
“She committed suicide, leaving only a note,” he said, raising his gun at Reg. “You caused all of this, and you will pay the price.” he then pulled the trigger and shot Reg's left arm.
Before he could shoot again, bullets from various directions pierced his body, causing him to lose control and fall to the ground.
“You will pay Reg, you will pay.” he kept on saying until there was nothing but a lifeless body before them.
