Chapter Thirty Five: The Deal.

Enzo smiled caressing the silencer, he moved closer and aimed it at his head, the mouth of the gun touching his flesh."Simple. I blow your brains out."

With the glare still on his face, Philip moved closer the gun pressing his forehead. "It would mean you will not get the answers you need." He remarked.

Enzo scoffed loudly. "I can always torture your men to get it."

"And how certain are you that they will give you.?" Philip questioned folding his hands not bothered by the gun pressing his forehead. "You might have guessed, but we are not your average run-off-the-mill guys."

"I could tell when you bravely walked up to me even though I had a gun pointed at you, but still I have my ways of finding out." He stated and moved the gun away from his forehead.

"Or..." Philip muttered. "We could make a deal."

Enzos eyebrow raised up as he stared at him. "What kind of deal?" He questioned."..And it has better be something that is worth my time or you and your men might end up with a bullet in