"Maybe I should go down there to check-"
"You'd want that, wouldn't you? To go down there." The protégée stared at the ground and the Killer chuckled. "You can go down there after our work is done and not a minute before. You will be rewarded after they're all dead, do you understand?"
"Yes." The protégée whispered, cowering slightly by the Killer's tone.
"I wanted that filthy cook to be the only adult cold, but maybe we will start killing others, to keep them guessing. To clean up this town. No...you won't go down there until they're all dead. You want to go down there, don't you?" The protégée silently nodded, still staring at the ground; to afraid to look in the Killer's cold eyes.
"Don't worry, you'll be united soon enough. It's almost Halloween after all. You just stick to the plan. Now, tell me, where are we with this whole Mendez situation, when can we get back on track?" The Killer said through clenched teeth.
"I was unable to...um...she was being..."
"SPIT IT OUT!" The Killer fumed, advancing on the protégée as if about to strike.
"...Couldn't kill her without...cover being blown...had help...watched." The protégée murmured.
"This is absurd!" The Killer shouted. "I want that BITCH taken care of this weekend! You hear me! She'll be working at that shit-hole this weekend and I expect for you to take care of her! You hear me?!"
"But...um...I don't know if I'll be able to..."
"So help me, God, if she isn't dead in the ground come Sunday, I'll take back what I said!"
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