"Sometimes violence is the best which can be done." He said to himself on the stairs.
It was the perfect time he had been wanting. He already had strangled his wife to death, inside her bedroom, and had an idea to hide the murder. He had loved to see her feet move in pain. He wasn’t going to forget it his entire life.
He went to the door downstairs and opened the door. There he saw someone already waiting for him with a rucksack in with him. He was the same mercenary whom she had hired to kill their adopted son. And inside the bag was the murdered boy.
"I've strangled her already."
"Then you've left proofs already." The man said to Joey, "You should have waited for me to come. You shouldn’t have taken the matter in your own hands."
"What could I do? She was about to leave. She wanted to go somewhere. I needed to do something."
"This isn’t what you should have done." Mercenary said to him again, "Anyways, it won’t matter very much. Your divorce case isn’t filed, no one knows you are your wife were having disputes and your father thinks your wife and his grandson have gone to visit somewhere."
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"Yes it's true –"
"And he thinks you are in Oklahoma, instead of Oregon." Mercenary wasn’t done yet, "So even if we put these bodies somewhere, how will you make your father and your neighbors to ignore the fact your family is missing?"
"I will write a letter. It will not be from me. It will be on my wife's name. I will write she has eloped somewhere with his grandson and will never come back."
"And nobody knows you're here, isn’t it?"
"Yes it is. I am supposed to be in Oklahoma. No one knows what happened between me and Stacy." He answered.
"You are a clever son of a bitch!" he smirked at Joey and pulled the corpse outside the rucksack. The kid was slit on throat.
"You should be grateful my guys didn’t use gun to kill this guy. They abducted him and slit his throat. This is an ideal situation for what we're supposed to do."
"What do you have in your mind?" Joey asked.
"She was talking about setting things for good, isn’t it?"
Joey nodded.
"I'm setting things right now." Mercenary said, "Go and bring down your bitch. I'll meet you in the kitchen."