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mr-mxrphy-blog · 10 years ago
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Sins Not Tragedies || Mbege/Murphy
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He’d tired of Atom. The other man hadn’t been hard to work with, but occasionally he would falter. And then their victims would start screaming for help. Desperation made them notice and they’d latched onto it as a sign of hope. A sign that he’d help them get out of Murphy’s grasp alive. It made the whole affair that much harder to finish. Hope left them unlikely to tell him what he wanted and he had to break them all over again. So Atom had been removed.
Filing non-existent dust out from under his nails with the blade of a knife, Murphy lounged across the plush leather couch. Bellamy had been ‘kind’ enough to arrange the meeting between Murphy and the hired help (or that was the assumption that Murphy had jumped to), within his own apartment. The spoils of their business were plain to see. Bellamy was right at the top of the food chain, and his living space reflected that ‘prestige’.
The front door was pushed open and Bellamy strode through with another man in tow. Despite the glare that he received, Murphy didn’t change his position across the couch. His boots weren’t going to damage the leather so significantly that he’d get kicked out of the organisation (read: murdered).
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