Moncrieff tried to swallow, but his dry mouth simply would not cooperate. After several deep breaths, he managed to regain control as he haltingly offered, “I, um …, saw an opportunity, rather that is, a trading anomaly which would let us, um…, I accelerated our earnings with that trade. I thought that …”
The leader simply raised his hand to gain the silence he wanted. Moncrieff struggled to keep his terror under control as the leader then stated, “We have very simple rules in this organization. That way, when someone doesn’t comply with them, we have very simple solutions.”
The leader cut his eyes over to his other large black enforcer who, in an instant, was behind Moncrieff. The enforcer’s bulk had pinned Moncrieff between the chair and the massive mahogany table. His large, powerful arms quickly wrapped themselves around Moncrieff’s head and abruptly twisted it 180 degrees, producing a sickening crack loud enough for all to hear. The large black man then dispassionately stepped back to let Moncrieff’s body slump to the floor.
The leader, moderately pleased with the demonstration, stated, “For the group’s consideration, I need someone in this role who can be trusted to follow instructions succinctly.
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