It's—
An unknown number.
Eleanor picks up the call, "Hello?" She said in a low voice.
On the other end, it's Theodore.
"How's your mission going, Miss Williams?" Eleanor paused. There was no answer.
'What is he thinking? 'Mission'?'
"Miss Williams?" Theodore says, "How's your case going?"
"Yeah... Stacey—"
"I really miss her." Theodore cuts off her words.
"But—"
And then Janella entered the room, she looks at Eleanor and asked in a soft voice, "Pardon me... I was just here to get this room freshener. Continue." And Janella leaves the door.
"We'll talk about buts later. The end always comes, whether early or late." And hangs up the call before she could say anything. Theodore puts down the phone, and his room is dark and smells of expensive wine and long ambition. As he takes the glass of wine and mumbles to himself, "Just a matter of a few days." And takes a sip.
"Then everything's gonna work as i want. But I can't get what I want if they aren't dead." He sighs.
Theodore takes the revolver from the table and walks out of his room.
While walking outside, he calls someone and just says, "Right now."
Theodore got into the car and drove off.
Above ths ground, Sebastian watches everything from the window. His eyebrows twitched, "What is he planning to do?"
Sebastian asked himself. Sebastian reached for his car keys, but there were no keys.
Meanwhile, Theodore was driving, and as he took a turn, he held up a car key and mumbled to himself, "Sorry, Seb, can't let you go this way."
Theodore drives off to an eerie site.
He enters the building. And finds Samuel sitting there. The room smelled of heavy smoke and stale cigarettes.
"Samuel..."
Samuel immediately turns after hears Theodore's voice and stands up, "Mr. Alderbury. Please have a seat."
Theodore smiled that didn't reach his eyes, and took a seat before saying, "You're really doing a good job, Vetesker." But there was no emotion in his voice.
Samuel paused, he stutters, "T-thank you, Mr. Alderbury." Theodore looks down, looks at his watch, and then at Samuel. "I wanna give you a gift."
Samuel smiles, there was a hint of joy in his voice, "That's so kind of you."
Theodore's smile turned into a smirk, he pulls out the revolver, and without another word, he fired a single shot into Samuel's head, "Enjoy your gift, Mr. Useless Vetesker."
Said Theodore as he stood up and leave.
Meanwhile—