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I sighed softly and took the glass from Damian gratefully, sipping the water carefully. My stomach was churning still, my mouth still ripe from the bile I had produced. Damian pushed a small packet of mints towards me, tapping the packet. I took it and pulled one out, popping it into my mouth. I sighed softly and closed my eyes, willing my nausea to disappear.

"Are you alright Boss?" Lindsay asked carefully, biting her lip.

I nodded and slapped the glass down on the bar, ignoring how the water slipped over the edge. When I released it and opened my eyes, Cameron grabbed the glass and mopped up the spills. The images danced before me, when I closed my eyes or had them open.

I dropped my head into my hands, groaning at my stupidity and anger.

"Why did I leave early," I groaned, "Stupidest idea ever, how the fuck did they get in?"

"I have no idea," Lindsay said bleakly, "Marissa and I left, before Cameron and Damian did,"

"We left at one," Cameron nodded and sighed, "We locked up and everything, tight as water. I'm sure there was no way that someone could get in, I swear Boss,"

Damian nodded and stared at me carefully, "Never knew you one to be squeamish Boss,"

"I'm sorry," I snapped angrily, "Did you fucking see that? I've shot people and killed people Damian, but the bodies have been fresh and they've been in one piece!"

Damian pursed his lips, "Sorry Boss,"

I sighed and stood up straight, running my hands through my hair. I walked back over to there, pushing the door opened determinedly. I stared at the mess of limbs, squinting at the body that I unfortunately recognized. I felt Damian clamp his hand down on my shoulder, before pulling me away from the body.

"It's Ellis," He supplied helpfully, "What do we do Boss?"

I looked over at them, as they formed an informal circle in front of me. Lindsay crossed her arms determinedly, looking at me with worry. There was hardness about everyone at the moment, they looked so determined but I could see an edge of fear in everyone's eyes.

"Clean up," I sighed, "You need to clean this up please, I need to-"

"I'll get rid of the body," Damian nodded, as did Lindsay.

"Gloves, blankets, bleach and keep yourselves clean as possible. We don't want you talking a fucking DNA bath," I ran through the list.

Cameron went to move past me but I grabbed his collar and stared at him, "We're going to have a little talk,"

I dragged Cameron to my office, slamming the door with the back of my heel and gesturing for him to sit. I grabbed a bottle of tequila off the shelf, before unscrewing the top hurriedly. I brought the unforgiving liquid to my mouth, allowing it to seep into my mouth and slide down my throat. I sat down in my chair, eyes resting on Cameron.

"Last night, what happened?" I prompted.

Cameron sighed, "We cleaned up, mainly mopped the floor because it was looking disgusting and did the washing. We talked during it, about nothing and everything at the same time. No one was around when we locked up and before we left, we checked the drugs and it was all there"

I pursed my lips and took another mouthful of the liquid, feeling it race through my system.

"Then why haven't they left a message of some sort?" I demanded, feeling frustrated, "They can't just chuck a dead body and-"

I trailed off, as realization hit me like a freight train. I glanced down at Cameron, before gesturing for him to follow me. He did dutifully, and I ran back to the storeroom. Damian had his nose squished up, hands in gloves while Lindsay stood next to him. Both had been smart enough to put gloves on their feet too, but they were just staring at the body.

"Boss" Lindsay asked quietly, "How do we move it?"

Lindsay looked physically incapable of moving, so I pushed her out of the storeroom. I glanced around, noticing the backdoor was slightly ajar. I pushed it open, glancing down the alleyway to find a possible way to move the body. There was a load of cardboard boxes in our skip bin, since we hadn't bothered to empty it since the next load of mixers had been delivered.

I glanced over at Damian and Cameron, as Cameron was already slipping on gloves.

"Okay," I said hurriedly, "You get those boxes, tap them together and shove him in. Alright? Tap it up and get it away from here, I'm not sure where but you should be able to think of something okay. The cops will probably be here soon, so get back to your apartment and stay there until we call you"

Both nodded and Cameron walked past me to retrieve the boxes, I grabbed him once more as he walked past. He looked me directly in the eye and nodded once more, indicating that he understood. I walked out of the storeroom and shut the door, turning to face the rest of the employees.

"Okay, Rissa and Lindsay," I sighed, "When Damian and Cameron move the body, I want you to clean up in there. Bleach, water and make sure the stocks stay dry. I want it clean as a whistle in there okay? Don't miss a damn thing"

They nodded and I continued on, "Okay, now until then we have to a do a fucking full detail of this place. Everything needs to be hidden, guns and drugs. I mean everything"

They nodded and Sam raised an eyebrow, "Why?"

I shook my head, letting the curtain of black hair cover my eyes, "I have a feeling McKinley's going to send the cops here"