In a quiet corner of Beaconsfield, Annie played with her switchblade, her eyes fixed on the film crew in the distance. She waited until they had all dispersed before leaping down and wrapping her arms around Ricardo.
“Ricardo,” she murmured.
Ricardo frowned, trying to push her away, but his resolve melted when she said, “Murray’s gone, he’s...” Her voice trailed off into sobs.
Annie's tears soaked through the fabric of Ricardo's shirt. He stood frozen for a few seconds before finally pushing her away and asking, “How did it happen?”
“Brielle did it.”
Ricardo laughed, half-believing he was hallucinating. “Annie, are you pulling my leg?” Even with some skills, Brielle wouldn’t stand a chance against Murray.
“When have I ever lied to you, Ricardo?” She raised her arms and clung to his waist. “Murray caught a bullet from Brielle.”
“So, the night you asked me to take out Aubree Clements, you went after Brielle instead?” His voice turned cold, his laughter tinged with bitterness. “Good riddance.”
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