Reddit Challenge story #1

The Founding of Dunkin Donuts:

Smoke billows in a darkened boardroom. Six men sit at the table, they look like the type of men you would imagine are fueling the current wall-street debacle; at the front of the table one man, wearing an expertly tailored pinstripe suit, puffs on a cigar like a king, savoring each breath.
“The time has come, men” the cigar-smoking man says, taking a long drag on his cigar before letting the smoke flow effortlessly above his face. The men all nod in agreement, as they begin to flip through their paperwork. One man, appearing to be in his mid 30s, wears a grey suit and looks at his paperwork
“I” the grey-suited man begins; the wrinkles on his face unable to hide his distress. “I cannot condone this, I cannot accept this. I cannot be a part of this. I have to go” The man then stands up, gathers his paperwork and walks out of the room.
The man sitting next to him appears to be much older; he wears a blue polo shirt and khaki slacks. As the man in the grey suit walks away he looks toward the cigar smoker curiously. “What the hell was that Frank? I thought you told me the little twerp was in?” The man with the cigar takes another slow pull and looks toward the end of the table, appearing to stare into the nothingness beyond the dull light. “This was as unexpected for me as it was for you, Mr. Ashworth, now I suggest you pipe down before-“
Just before Frank is able to finish, Mr. Ashworth interrupts “before what? You whack me? You sick fuck!” In a near instant after Mr. Ashworth finishes, Frank stands up abruptly. The other four men erupt in angry, frantic yelling for several seconds before Frank retrieves a revolver from his coat and fires a round into Mr. Ashworth. Ashworth collapses out of his chair and the four men look on in astonishment. Frank allows them to process the event for a few seconds before finally speaking “Does anyone else want to pull out as an investor in my donut shop?”
End.