Nine Lives

“What do you mean it didn’t work?!” I heard him scream and a loud crash as he threw glass.
“I-I don’t know! All I know is he’s not dead and he’s supposed to be! I was there; I saw him fall. I pushed him off myself, I-” I could hear the shaky voice of Jesse in the other room before I stepped out from the shadows into the over red décor dwelling.
He liked to look the part.
“Oh Vic, how nice of you to join us. Maybe you know why that Gladiator isn’t dead since Jesse seems to be inconsequent.” He sneered at Jesse before returning his look to me.
“Gladiator?” I snorted “Hardly and if I know the Highers, they interfered with our plans.”
“Great!” he slammed his hand down on the table in front of him causing yet another glass to fall over and break. “Now how are we go-“
“I have a plan.” I shot up quickly.
“What?” his eyes looked dead into mine.
“Well it’s obvious why he isn’t dead: incarnation. I can blend into society easily, gain his trust and you can get what you want. Him dead.” He smiled “Nine times over.”