Elliott's face, which had been composed just moments before, turned ashen in an instant. Yet, reacting with lightning speed, she sprang to her feet and bolted forward.
With a sickening thud, Elliott's legs gave way, and she crumpled to the ground. In a desperate move, she twisted around and fired her gun wildly into the void.
Click, click, click – the gun was empty, only the futile sound of the trigger being pulled echoing in the air. Elliott let the weapon slip from her fingers, her eyes locking onto David as he approached, a phone in his hand.
"How did you know?" Elliott's voice trembled. "Did you... did you do something to my girlfriend?"
Suddenly, as if powered by an unseen force, Elliott launched herself at David. David stumbled back in fear, but before she could reach him, someone struck her down from behind.
Seeing Elliott subdued, David knelt beside her, tapping her head with the barrel of his gun. "That bitch was quite the treat," he sneered. "Didn't know you had such a talent for training women, Elliott. Always gets me going."
Ignoring the fury in Elliott's eyes, David chuckled. "Oh, and by the way, it was that little slut who gave me your number. And don't think about your brothers avenging you. Once you're gone, they'll be mine. This will be my domain. And that pure, innocent girlfriend of yours? She came to me herself. Ha."
As Elliott struggled in disbelief, David added with a cruel smile, "Her orders were clear – first your eyes, then the rest. Guess she hasn't forgotten that incident."
"Boss, it's done," a minion reported. David, who had been waiting to hear Elliott's screams, cursed. "You idiots! He didn't even make a sound! What the hell did you do?" After berating the man, he turned back to Elliott, who was biting her lip so hard it bled, yet not a sound escaped her.
David was impressed. "Elliott, in all my years in this business, I've never seen someone as tough as you. I respect that. Any last words? I'll make sure they're carried out."
Elliott's empty eye sockets seemed to focus on David. "You're better than me, David. You just lack the right allies. My vice-leader is a true talent; use him well. And that woman... if you truly love her, take care of her. If not, give her enough money to live out her days in peace."
David was taken aback by Elliott's words, sensing the depth of her resignation. "Alright, I'll see to it. Rest now."
Elliott smiled faintly, her body relaxing completely. David knew that even if he didn't pull the trigger, Elliott wouldn't want to live in this world anymore.
Drip, drip, drip – rain began to fall, accompanied by thunder and lightning. David raised his gun, pointing it at Elliott.
Bang – the shot rang out, and Elliott's body went limp. "Let's go. Bury the body properly," David ordered, leaving three men to the task.
As they finished and descended the hill, a bolt of lightning struck directly at Elliott's grave, hitting the headstone. A wisp of smoke rose, then vanished into the night sky.