As Dr. Jameel slowly pushed open the door, he noticed a man that bore striking resemblance to the boy that he had just seen within the ward sitting on a luxurious chair, holding a cup of non-identified liquid in his hand. Presumably alcohol. He was middle aged like himself, but had few lines of greasy hair and an obese body to match it. Standing parallel to him was man with slicked back black hair, sunglasses and a full black suit and tie.
He seemed to be in deep conversation with the man that was sat upon the chair and only briefly looked up as the doctor entered the room, before swiftly returning to his conversation with the mysterious man. Only to find that he now looked up towards the newest entry with a irritated look on his face, hence, not willing to embarrass himself in front of his new employer, he followed suit.
[" I see you are here. Finally."] {???}
The mysterious man that sat upon the chair said with obvious scorn in his tone.
["So, did you do it? Did you manage to coax it out of that little shit yet?] {???}
The doctor returned his gaze with disdain, and replied in a similarly cold fashion, though, the man it was directed towards couldn't ascertain its existence, or he was simply so arrogant that he didn't even place the doctor in his eyes.
["If I may, the boy has just lost his parents, he needs time to recover before-"] {Dr. Jameel}
["If I wanted your opinion 'doctor', I would have fucking asked for it! Now answer me!"] {???}
The disdain in his eyes growing even clearer, Dr. Jameel heaved a long sigh in the face of this man.
'To think those two are members of the same family'
He thought to himself. Although he had only recently met the boy in ward, he almost instantaneously new of his name after hearing those of his parents. Even after this, the boy felt intensely remorseful for his actions, this allowed the doctor to see him in a new light. He was incrementally better than this scum of a human that sat before him.
[" No. No I haven't"] {Dr. Jameel}
The man's grip upon the armrest of his chair grew even stronger as veins bulged across his forehead. The man next to him paled as he realised that he boss was enraged to the point of exploding. However, the doctor still met his gaze, no matter how intense it was, with the same disdain.
["What do you mean you haven't'!? What am I fucking paying you for then!!?"] {???}
He glanced in his anger towards the man in the suit, before returning his gaze to the doctor, however, a sly smirk was dashed across his cheeks. Before chuckling slowly and opening his mouth once more.
[" See this guy here, highly trained assassin, Yakuza. I paid top money for him, and I expect his services to be worth my coin... Kill him, I want him dead"] {???}
Dr. Jameel sighed once more, it appeared as if there was no saving this man after all.
["Kill him? I thought you wanted his inheritance? We can still likely get it out of him you know."] {Dr. Jameel}
The man in the chair did not lose his anger in the slightest but instead, his rage built even further, crushing the cup in his hand, before continuing on again.
["I don't care, give that brat time to collect his thoughts and he would deny me the money that I deserve. To think that my pathetic brother and his harlot wife would die, leaving me the perfect low hanging fruit. I want that money, it's mine by right. Kill him!"] {Ryan's Uncle}
Anger now built up on the doctors face in turn. Such a disgusting man believes that he is better than his brother, the world renowned millionaire businessman? He thinks that he deserves the money that is that young man's by right of inheritance? It seems there is truly no saving him.
A larger smile appeared on the man's face as he looked once more to the suited man beside him, this time, with a look of understanding.
["If I say I want him dead, he'll be dead by the morning! You, do as I say, go kill him, if you don't want to, then you can die along with him! And you, go bring me more wine, I need to celebrate my inheritance"] {Ryan's Uncle}
Only now did the doctor recognise the red hue about the cheeks of the man, it was evident that he was incredibly intoxicated and had no plans of stopping any time soon.
The man in the black suit and sunglasses laughed gruffly.
["You got it, Boss"] {Suited Man}
He slowly exited the room and didn't look back. As he did so, Dr. Jameel looked back at the man with an evident look of disgust in his eyes, as to ascertain his actions once more.
["WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!? ARE YOU DEAF!?"] {Ryan's Uncle}
Letting out another long sigh, the doctor slowly left the room, and retraced the steps that he had just taken, leading the way back to Ryan's room. As he reached for the doorknob once again, he turned to look at the room he had just been in, before a devilish grin of his own appeared on his face. It seems as if he has his own plans.
Hi. Sorry for not releasing a chapter yesterday, I had to re-do this one because I didn't like how it had turned out. To make up for it, I'll release a second chapter today too.