Chapter 39. Two Bad People

Fritz squeezed his watch until it shattered the screen. His teeth chattered. His eyebrows knitted together. He really couldn't help himself. His eyes, which used to stare at things coldly, were now smoldering. There was a grudge there. A grudge that made him unable to sleep or eat.

"Sir?" called out a Fritz subordinate.

Immediately, a bullet whizzed by. It passed right next to the servant's ear. "Not now!" snapped Fritz instantly. He didn't move from his spot. He even fired the bullet from a sideways position. 

Only his hand was extended, holding the gun. Had he actually faced his opponent, the bullet would have killed his subordinate.

The servant Fritz fell to the ground. He was speechless. His heart was beating so fast. If he had moved just a little, he would have lost his life.

"Go!" said Fritz.

The servant retreated in an orderly fashion. He closed the door and left.

Fritz couldn't take it anymore. Some time ago, he contacted Ratu, asking