A dark caption.

Braxton Stewart looked down at his smart phone and smiled his dark smile. It was a simple message, but one with big implications.

"It's done."

That was it. All it said was just those two simple words, from a burner phone that would be discarded immediately afterward. As for the people who sent that message, he had no need to worry about them. They were reliable, discreet, and they knew what he could do to them if they weren't.

Speaking of which, as he deleted the message he shifted his weight a bit, realizing that leaning against something in heels does require a bit more care than what he was used to. Oh well, he thought, it was worth it. Not only had they dealt with those two meddlesome women, he managed to get a new body in the process.

He then smiled as he scrolled down in his messenger app and saw message thread he was looking for. It was from a much younger man, early twenties, fit, ambitious, and very energetic in everything he did. Everything.