The First of Many (Red Cloak) (Unknown)

== The First Sinner - [07/07/2022] | McFay's Quarter, Straille ==
Max sat back in his office chair, poring over the documents that the attorney sent over earlier in the day. Yet another union issued their problems with Avington Industry's working conditions, threatening to take even more of his money in court than the previous unions. But was he really ready to take another innocent life? He buried his face in his hands, pouring a glass of bourbon and staring at his phone. He downed the glass, sighed, and reached for his phone. Just as he dialed the last digit of the number...
"Put the phone down, Mr. Avington."
The voice surprised him, he nearly reached for the panic button when he felt cold metal pressing against the back of his head. It was a gun no doubt, a sensation he was unfortunately familiar with after the Origin Holdings takeover. "What's your price, friend?" he said, trying to act calmly. He held his hands up and slowly turned around. Chills ran down his spine as he came face to face with the intruder, a stranger clad in a flowing red cloak and a blank pitch black mask under it. Seeing that Max wasn't going to pose a threat, at least not yet, the cloaked figure lowered their ornate firearm.
"I don't want any money from you... or any of your dirty friends from the Society."
His blood ran cold, the only people that knew of the Society were either dead or working with them. "So this is just an execution? After all I've done for your lot?" Max muttered, his panic apparent on his face. The killer chuckled at him underneath the mask. "They have no strings on me anymore, Maximus."
Realization crept over his face, this was worse than a mere assassin, worse than the Society tying up their loose ends.
He reached for his golden revolver, barely clearing the holster before a round was fired into his head. His body went limp, life drained from his eyes, and his arm slumped down with a still-tight grip on the revolver. The cloaked killer sighed, "These interrogations just never work." He tore off a piece of his cloak, placing it into Max's off-hand before scouring the office for anything he might've missed. While rummaging through the desk, he found his lead, a receipt for a money transfer to Yepren. He tucked it into one of his jumpsuit's pockets and continued searching.
And when all was done... he slipped into the shadows, back on the paper trail.
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