Richard picked it up and stared at the name printed on the plastic. It was Marcus's executive access card.
Marcus frantically patted his suit pockets, his eyes widening in panic when he realized the card was missing. 'When the hell did he pickpocket me?!' Marcus wondered, his mind racing back to their brief physical altercation at the diner.
Driven over the edge by the humiliation and the total compromise of their illegal operation, Marcus pulled his concealed dagger from his jacket.
"I have had enough of this nonsense!" Marcus screamed, his face twisting with rage. "I am just going to kill you right now!"
He lunged across the office, raising the dagger to plunge it directly into Solomon's chest.
A wide, terrifying smirk stretched across Solomon's face. "Finally."
