“ My Lord.” Marilyn Muttered, throwing up blood as she spoke in a weak tone.

“ I’m here Marilyn. I’m here my love.” Cried Gallagher as he knelt over her dying body, which lay on the green grasses of the woods.

“ I … I have failed you.” Muttered Marilyn as her eyes moistened in blood now went moist in tears. The reality of dying was okay for her, it was the notion of failing her boss that broke her heart the more till she cried out in wistfulness.

“ No! No! Please my love. Don’t say that. I am pleased with you. You are my most powerful ally.” Said...