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Chapter 5. The Calm Before the Storm

This is your last day, father. What does it feel like to know that tonight you will die, and be unable to change anything? Are you afraid? You are. And all of this could have been avoided if you hadn't been a slave to your own greed. It’s a pity, but now it’s too late to change anything. You are trapped, father. Caught in the trap of your own stupidity. How ironic – the great hunter has become prey himself. And the hunting season will soon close forever.
You know, father, at first I was amused by the deaths of your people. But now I am tired. Tired of going against my conscience. Tired of walking down a road paved by such scoundrels as you. I don't want to continue on this bloody path. There is only one step left to take in order to break free from these shackles, do you understand? I must kill you. And not just for my sister's sake. You are a sore on the face of civilized society. I know this very well. And I won't stop right before the finish line.
Wait for me, father. Wait.
Post Scriptum: You will find this letter near your office without an accompanying body. Let this be the calm before the storm.
The calm came with just one death. Greed, embodied in
Nebo, was defeated. It was done harshly, but without excess, almost mundanely. One single shot, one single bullet piercing his skull and bringing peace to a soul suffering from the deeds of its master.
The murder frightened everyone, even the previously calm
Djak. Perhaps he has even started to develop paranoia; at least in the morning, he persistently claimed that he had heard footsteps outside his room during the night. But he found no one.
Alive:Zedzi
Dgak
WisTrit
Amko
Thorium
Xostor