The Illuminati lackeys, totaling 30, were all dead now.
Their bodies lined up neatly in a row.
Marion took off his mask and casually tossed it into the corner. The guests recognized him and froze in place.
Everyone there had heard of his infamous name. But they never thought he'd be bold enough to do a massacre.
One of his men placed a chair behind him, but Marion didn't sit. Instead, he slowly stepped forward and casually removed the mask of a plump man.
He smirked,
When he saw the man's face, Marion smiled in a way that was hard to describe. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Pearson."
"M-Mr. Houston..." Harvey Pearson sweated nervously.
Marion casually asked, "Does your wife know you're here?"
"We're just here to have some fun, Mr. Houston. We haven't done anything to offend you. We wouldn't dare."
Marion ignored him, turning to rip off more masks.
"Mr. Glenn, Mr. Stokes, Mr. Salazar..." he muttered, raising his hand.
At the signal, his men removed the masks of the remaining guests.
He pointed to the rows of people. "Mr. Harris from the Harris Group, Mr. Reynolds from the Financial Group, Mr. Wren from the Vloni University, and the McWell brothers from Fanta Trading."
As he called the roll, those people trembled. They all knew Marion's influence abroad. Even though he had been absent for two years, his power was far from gone.
When Marion finally named the last person, everyone held their breath. They doubted he would dare to kill every one of them.
If he did, the situation overseas would spiral out of control.
"Don't get over yourself, Marion."
...
Unfazed, Marion raised his gun and shot Myles.
The noises stopped all at once. Marion waved the gun, signaling for his men to remove the body.
Next was Bentley Stokes.
Like the last two times, Marion asked, "Are you part of the Illuminati?"
Bentley shook his head. "No. I'm not..."
Marion fired again. "Next."
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