Author's Note: This Chapter isn't really a chapter. Just a quick preview. If you like it, leave a review and I'll keep going!
Preview
"I didn't mean to! I swear to—"
"I honestly don't really care, Mason. You did it. You admitted it, and now you have to accept the consequences."
"I didn't know the gun was loaded! She just…she just made me so mad." Mason put his head in his hands and gripped his hair. He was sitting in a hard-backed chair in a cramped and dark room with a man in a suit sitting across from him. Mason slowly lowered his forehead onto the table and closed his eyes. "I didn't…" He muttered.
He was unaware as to how long he sat there like that, the cool metal pressing against his head, thoughts racing through his mind, replaying the scene of his girlfriend falling to the floor after he had aimed the gun at her. Now he couldn't even remember why they had been fighting. All he remembered was the bang, and how she didn't even scream. She didn't make a sound, but her face stared up at him through glassy eyes, looking surprised that he had pulled the trigger on her.
The sudden sound of the door opening brought him back. His head snapped up and he saw another man in a suit stride through the door. The man already sitting with Mason stood up.
"What the hell d'you—" But he never got to finish. The man who had entered drew back a fist and knocked him out with a single punch. He turned to Mason.
"You Mason?" He asked. Mason nodded. "Laurence Dominic." He said. "You're coming with me."
"I-what?" Mason didn't know what to make of it. Laurence drew a gun from inside his jacket.
"I said you're coming with me."