Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20150625151152/@comment-25038310-20150702075502

"You've done it?" A voice asked from behind Randell. Dry and raspy.. indicating it was his employer.

"Yes. His body is in the second stall, men's bathroom, in the arena. Could be they didn't find his body yet. His necklace is on the bed." Randell said, gazing out of the window with crossed arms. Behind him, he could hear the man grabbing something off the bed.

"Good. You've done well." He said.

"What about payment? I don't work for fr..-" As Randell turned around, a sealed purple envelope sat atop his pillow, which was not there before. As he went to open it, it held a few paper bills. He grinned, not at all dissapointed.

He would stay away from the arena for now, in case an investigation was going on.