Chapter 3: Attempted Murder.
Killing his boss would be difficult for him if the latter decided to attack him. Elliot knew that, at the moment, his boss was considerably more powerful than him. Even so, it was better to stay cautious and be prepared for anything that might come up.
When he opened the door, his boss greeted him.
"Elliot. I came to check on how you were and give you a pay bonus. You've been working hard these last few days. I think you deserve a reward—and some rest, too."
His boss didn't care if Elliot let him in; he directly stepped in and nodded in acknowledgment.
"You still manage to keep everything in order, despite living in the most disorderly place in the city. Not bad, kid." He smiled.
But Elliot ignored him.
"Boss, I was about to go to sleep. The bonus is fine, but I don't think I need a break."
Elliot had nothing to offer him, so he walked cautiously behind him and stopped a few steps away, stepping on the syringe he had injected himself with earlier so that the man wouldn't notice it.
Although the boss noticed something strange, he didn't say anything. He was used to seeing his subordinates injecting themselves with strange liquids, but it was regrettable to see that one so young was already falling into that habit.
'Sigh, the world is complicated,' he thought.
Although he said nothing about it.