“So, this is really how it’s going to end?” He says, looking across the table towards her.
“We both know it’s a waste of our time and effort, we’ve, grown apart.”
“You mean a waste of your time and effort, I don’t see it that way,” he says, fighting back the tears.
“Okay, if that’s how you want to put it, yes, I see it as a waste of my time, you, you don’t put in what is needed, and I, I need someone who is committed, driven, you just don’t seem to care anymore,” she says, nervously smiling as she fidgets with the pen in her hand.
“BULLSHIT! I put in more, more than you ever have, I put everything I am into this, and you, YOU have the audacity to sit here and tell me that I don’t put the yards in, that I am not committed! Take a good hard look at yourself, and then, when you’ve don’t that, come back and tell me I’m not committed.”
“HOW DARE YOU!”
“HOW DARE I? HOW DARE YOU!” He yells, jumping to his feet, “When this started out, when this was nothing, only I stood here, I built this, I put in the time, the effort, and now, you want to take it away from me, just like that, well, WELL I WON’T STAND FOR IT!”
“You fail to understand the ramifications of all this, you think, I expected less, you think I expected you to walk away?” She says, pulling a revolver from under the table and aiming it at him.
“So what, you’re going to kill me, in cold blood?”
“Yes,” she says, as she fires the gun, the bullet rips into his chest, and he screams in pain.
“You fucking bitch, I’m going to…” Another two shots rip into him, and his eyes widen as the pain tears through him, then, as another bullet digs into his flesh, burrowing it’s way through his skull, he feels nothing, and drops, lifeless.
“Was that necessary Miss?” another man asks from the doorway.
“Of course it was, if we are going to be all we need to be, to take this world, we need to remove the relics of the past, and strangle this planet for all we can take, our time is now, his, was done.” She says, with a wry smile. “Now, clean up this mess, his smell displeases me.”