The man whimpered against the shadow, laying deep in thought. No one could tell what was running through his troubled mind, but he finally gave up, reached into his handbag and took out a set of printed-out pages. He sled them towards the shadow. 'Thank you. I'm sorry it had to come to this, but it is for the greater good, you should know that. Now if you don't mind, I have work to do.' The shadow took out a silenced gun. 'A gun? How the hell are you going to cover this up?' The man asked in surprise. 'Don't worry. We have ways of covering things up. Goodbye.' The man straightened up,...