Chapter 8 - The Attack
Kevin had completely lost his mind and murdered the syndicate boss to take over the criminal operation himself.
He aimed the handgun directly at my chest, his eyes wide with a terrifying, manic energy.
"Give me the property deeds right now, Claire, or I will kill you just like I killed him," Kevin demanded.
Detective Ramirez raised her federal weapon and ordered him to drop the gun immediately.
Kevin refused, grabbing a large canister of lighter fluid from the diner's supply closet.
He began spraying the highly flammable liquid all over the wooden booths and the main counter.
Brenda and Pamela suddenly ran into the diner, completely out of breath and looking panicked.
"The building is completely surrounded by federal agents!" Brenda screamed at her son.
Kevin ignored her, pulling a silver lighter from his pocket and sparking the flame.
"If I cannot have this empire, nobody gets it," Kevin roared.
He demanded that I hand over the documents and ensure his safe passage out of the city.
I slowly reached into my bag, pretending to comply with his insane demands.
I pulled out a heavy mug of scalding hot coffee left on the counter and threw it directly into Brenda's face.
Brenda screamed in absolute agony, dropping to the floor and clutching her burning eyes.
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Kevin flinched at the sound of his mother's scream, completely dropping his guard.
He dropped the lighter directly into the massive puddle of gasoline on the floor.
