He was a mighty powerful man. His suits, his cars, his billion dollars. He was an embodiment of everything that I couldn't stand. Now he is gone. Yesterday, someone of his servants found him with the hole in his head. I can't say, that I'm shocked. I know that someone will kill him for all his sins and crimes. He was as a bomb in the subway. His word decided hundred's fate. Every evening, when he sips red wine with me I knew that somewhere people are crying.
I do not miss him. I do not regret that I wasn't with him last night. You can check it by yourself, all my colleagues will confirm that we had a business appointment with Chinese investors from 9 to 11 pm.
So, he is gone for me. He will never return in my life again. This is positive changes for all of us. I hope, that I answered all your questions.
She was waiting by black BMW at the exit. Her smooth movements and red lips in a middle smile. She was a perfect devil. But when she sits to her car and put on sunglasses, a detective saw one mournful tear. It was the tear of unconditional love. It was the tear of broken heart.
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