Troubled Mind

Crescendo smiled. Now they were getting somewhere. "Very well. An assassination it shall be for the young woman. Now there is only the matter of payment, of course. What would you give for the death of your enemies? Or perhaps, you wish them caught and tortured until their cute screams call for death?" A doe would be fitting, he thought, or the mutt's weight in prey. He was truly looking forward to an assassination and a yummy mutt lunch, for he planned to eat these dogs once he was done with them. They weren't wolves, just wannabees that had no worth. Of course, the payment himself he would give to Meldresi to do with as she wished. He would have his own fun feeding on the flesh of mutts.
He couldn't wait.