[ IP ] It does n't have to be like this ...

I walked in front, my bodyguards dragging the mayor and his wife to the cliffside behind me. “ Tommy, what is his madness? I am the mayor of this city. I own it! ”, he exclaimed. I grabbed into the pocket of my coat and pulled out an envelope. 
 
 “ What about this, mayor? ”, I asked him. “ Does this explain something? Or perhaps, ” I wove the envelope in front of the mayor ’ s wife ’ s face, “ your wife cares to explain? ” 
 
 “ Cary? What does he mean? What is this about? ”, he let out silently. Cary started to cry. “ Oh, please. Don ’ t cry, ” I told her. “ It will all be okay soon. ” I stroke her cheek. “ Just tell… ” I started, “ your fucking husband, ” I paused, “ what you did! ”, I shouted at her. I balled my other hand into a fist, and punched. She fell to the ground, to which the mayor reacted furiously. 
 
 “ Don ’ t you fucking touch her! You maniac! ”, he shouted at me. He lunged himself towards his wife, but my bodyguards firmly grabbed him. “ No, ” I said, “ let him. ” My wish is their command, so they let him go and he kneeled down beside his wife. 
 
 “ Cary? Cary, can you hear me? ”, he whispered into her ear, hoping she would react. He started weeping. 
 
 “ Do not worry for her. Her fight is over - to which, once again, I am the victor, ” I said calmy, looking over the junkyard below the cliffs. I turned around and laid the envelope next to him. “ Go ahead, ” I started. “ Open it. ” 
 
 I saw his hands nervously move towards the envelope. His fingers trembling while he tried to open in. When he finally got it open, he pulled out a letter. He was silent for a moment. 
 
 “ No. Can ’ t be. That ’ s… that ’ s not possible. I removed all traces, every single one of them! ”, he screamed. He launched himself towards me, but I was prepared. I stepped out of the way. He tumbled. I pulled my revolver as he had his back turned to me. “ On your knees, Clint. It ends here. Nothing can change that. ” 
 
 He turned his head slightly. “ What did she do, Tommy? What does she have to do with all of this? ”, he asked. I laughed. 
 
 “ You don ’ t get it, do you? She knew. She knew and came to me, ” I said, ending in a laugh. “ Your world has collapsed, let me allow myself to finish it up for you, ” to which I cocked my gun. 
 
 He turned around. “ Please, I beg you. I can make it better. I ’ ll allow the Syndicate. I'll end the manhunt. Just, please. Let me live. ”
