The Illuminatickeys, totaling 30, were all dead now.


    Their bodies lined up neatly in a row.


    Marion took off his mask and casually tossed it into the corner. The guests recognized him and froze in ce.


    Everyone there had heard of his infamous name. But they never thought he''d be bold enough to do a massacre.


    One of his men ced a chair behind him, but Marion didn''t sit. Instead, he slowly stepped forward and casually removed the mask of a plump man.


    He smirked,


    When he saw the man''s face, Marion smiled in a way that was hard to describe. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Pearson."


    "M-Mr. Houston..." Harvey Pearson sweated nervously.


    Marion casually asked, "Does your wife know you''re here?"


    "We''re just here to have some fun, Mr. Houston. We haven''t done anything to offend you. We wouldn''t dare."


    Marion ignored him, turning to rip off more masks.


    "Mr. Glenn, Mr. Stokes, Mr. Szar..." he muttered, raising his hand.


    At the signal, his men removed the masks of the remaining guests.


    He pointed to the rows of people. "Mr. Harris from the Harris Group, Mr. Reynolds from the Financial Group, Mr. Wren from the Vloni University, and the McWell brothers from Fanta Trading."


    As he called the roll, those people trembled. They all knew Marion''s influence abroad. Even though he had been absent for two years, his power was far from gone.


    When Marion finally named thest person, everyone held their breath. They doubted he would dare to kill every one of them.


    If he did, the situation overseas would spiral out of control.


    Just as they were beginning to breathe a sigh of relief, Marion put on his ck leather gloves, loaded his gun, and demanded, "Who is from the Illuminati? Step forward."


    At the mention of the Illuminati, some people visibly tensed.


    Marion''s patience wore thin. "I only want the Illuminati members. The rest of you die."


    He raised his hand and fired a shot. Harvey dropped to the floor with a thud.


    Screams filled the air.


    Marion walked over to Myles Glenn and wiped the gun barrel.


    "You have 30 seconds to decide. Step forward or die," he said.


    Their ego was pricked, and the guests started to protest one after another.


    "Do you know who we are? How dare you do this to us?"


    "Don''t think you''re the only one with here. We''re CEOs of


    power


    listed


    .Kill us, and


    think you''ll walk away


    "Don''t get over yourself, Marion."


    ...


    Unfazed, Marion raised his gun and shot Myles.


    The noises stopped all at once. Marion waved the gun, signaling for


    his


    to remove the line


    Gontent


    Next was Bentley Stokes.


    Like thest two times, Marion asked, "Are you part of the Illuminati?"


    Bentley shook his head. "No. I''m not..."


    Marion fired again. "Next."