You stood over Silco’s chair as you steadied the needle gun at his eye, injecting it with shimmer.. His body physically shuddered and lurched- making you back up.

“ Hhg- Hhuh..- “

He panted, a shaky hand coming to cup his cheek. His finger traced his scar, before returning to his knee.

“ I have a meeting with Marcus soon. Go. Keep yourself entertained. “

He nudged you away. You knew more then better that he didn’t like to be disturbed during his meetings. But you were also so curious what kind of business he of all people had with a Enforcer.