A Monster

Fifteen men in black suits were on their knees as Dante walked into the place. It was a huge abandoned warehouse with barely any signs of luxury that suited a person of Dante's status.

A neat chair was however there for him to sit and Dante calmly sat down. More men were standing in the room, each of them with a gun in hand while the ones on their knees had been unarmed.

Behind Dante were three other men in black suits. Dante stretched his right hand out and one of the men gave him a gun.

Dante grinned at the gun, a menacing grin which was the only type of grin the men in the room had the chance to see on the face of their boss.

Without uttering a single word, Dante shot at one of the men and he dropped down dead.

The fourteen other men gasped while every other person remained absolutely calm.

"There.... He looks better dead and gone and you all are going to be looking just like him if you don't tell me where the bags are"

"I swear, boss. We don't know the bags of drugs got mis