After sending the incredibly loyal old butler away to prepare the estate for the evening, Romeo sat heavily onto a creaky wooden chair at his decrepit desk.
Romeo rested his chin on his calloused hands. His highly calculating mind was spinning rapidly.
Tonight was officially booked solid! He possessed exactly two major events on his heavenly schedule.
First, the grand welcoming dinner for the absolute scum of the earth, Manager Victor Hayes.
Second, the highly anticipated midnight visit from the vile, shadow curser who originally crippled this trash physical vessel!
He desperately needed to prepare his combat techniques for this glorious double feature of absolute violence. He could not afford a single mortal mistake tonight.
With a smooth flick of his wrist, he pulled the worn leather diary from the drawer.
He placed it gently onto the wooden table and opened the brittle pages. He stared intensely at the infamous list of nine names written.
Victor Hayes.
