I shot Quintus a look, who lunged forward and swiftly dislocated the man''s arm. The man, not even having a chance to put up any resistance, screamed in pain.


    The overwhelming difference in strength quickly reced his earlier arrogance with fear.


    "W-Who are you guys? How dare you hurt me? Do you know who I am?" he stammered, feigning courage. "I''m Oscar Cummings, the squad leader of The Dragonshade Society''s third squad! Just ask around, and you''ll know how important I—"


    I cut him off with a p.


    "The Dragonshade Society? What the hell''s that? Some school club?"


    Oscar stared at me, incredulous. "How could you not have heard of The Dragonshade Society before? Just ask anyone, you ignorant fool!"


    I gave him another p and sneered, "Whatever for? It''s just another puny gang I can easily wipe out."


    Oscar was shocked to see that I was unfazed no matter what threat he threw at me. Realizing nothing was working, he turned his attention to Lynn instead.


    "How dare you let your boy toys treat me like this, you fucking bitch? I''m telling you, my men know I''m here. If something happens to me, you''ll know what''s in store for you."


    Lynn visibly paled at his words. She ran over and grabbed my arm. "William, stop! You don''t want to mess with The Dragonshade Society. Let him go!"


    I shoved her aside and pped Oscar again. "I don''t know what''ll happen to you, but I know that today will be yourst day."


    I turned to Quintus. "I want him dead. Is there any way you could make it look like hemitted suicide?"


    Quintus answered stoically. "I''ve got plenty of methods to do that."


    "Good. Pick the simplest one."


    "Yes, sir."


    Quintus went into the kitchen and returned with a crate of alcohol.


    Walking over to Oscar, he dislocated the man''s jaw and began pouring bottle after bottle down his throat.


    Lynn watched in silence, stunned. I was curious about his approach as well. Was he trying to make it look like alcohol poisoning?


    Oscar''s eyes were wide with more fear than before. He finally realized I wasn''t bluffing about killing him, and he was right.


    From what Lynn told me, this wasn''t the first time he''de to torment her. And knowing his crimes, death was more than what he deserved.


    Besides, everyone from The Dragonshade Society was just as vile. If he could livefortably under the new leader''s rule, he probably yed a part in the previous leader''s death.


    So, death was a perfectly fine punishment for him.


    After three bottles of brandy, Quintus stopped and reattached Oscar''s jaw.


    Tears streamed down Oscar''s face as he begged, "P-Please don''t k-kill me. I won''t do it again, I promise! Please!"


    Ignoring his pleas, Quintus reattached his arms and dragged him over to the window. After carefully wiping off any fingerprints on Oscar''s face, he shoved the man out of the window without hesitation.


    We were on the 16th floor.


    Quintus had moved so quickly that I didn''t even have time to react.