"Sir, this isn't right," Erik said in protest. He restrained himself, knowing too well that raising his voice against his employer might cost him his job, but inside he was seething.
<This motherfucker! Thanks to my work, he earns a ton of money! >
"Don't act as though I haven't given you enough chances, Erik. This isn't your first time being late."
Erik fell silent, acknowledging the truth in Mister Fox's words. However, that wasn't easy. He had just killed three people and was still on edge, adrenaline coursing through his veins.
"Now, let's get to work, shall we?" Mister Fox said. His thoughts were interrupted.
"Yes, sir," Erik said.
When I first published this chapter, I was in contact with WN to start a contract. Almost a year later, I'm here again to hone the book. As I did back then, I ask of you to vote with power stones. That will help me a lot. Thank you very much :D