To Kiss My Enemy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

Wade wanted to help Vincenzo get out of prison too but the guy said he didn't want to implicate him and could do it all on his own. This was the first time Wade was helping a criminal, one that he fucked, to escape out of prison. Jesus fucking Christ, he was going to get convicted for this.  Greg. He thought of the rookie cop. Greg was on all their missions where accidents happened. When the accidents or mishaps happened, he got out safely but with little injuries alongside a few of his comrades. He fooled those comrades and used their words as proof that it wasn't him. No wonder no one suspected him for a long time.  But who was Greg working for? More importantly, it seemed as if Greg was working with whoever stole Vincenzo's guns and ammo.  He will have to do justice for Vincenzo but in a discreet way. But what will he do? Wade went to buy a cup of coffee. As he was walking back to the station, two men b

Carlos was the only one who didn't like Wade at all. He wanted to investigate the motherfucker but Alvin's and Marcello's words stopped him. "What's wrong? You looked like you're having a shitty day," his friend, Gio asked. Gio took a shot of whiskey and sighed. "One hell of a shitty day!" Carlos grumbled. He snatched the bottle away from Gio and gulped down nearly half of its contents. "Still wondering about that guy who insulted you? Sigh... Don't bother with him. We shouldn't bother about the boss' plans and issues. Maybe he's someone important to the boss, an insider in the police station or a double agent," Gio suggested. "I hope you're right," Carlos gripped his bottle so tight that it cracked. By now, everyone knew that Vincenzo was in jail and his survival was bleak. The other gangs have started to come up to them to make trouble. Luckily Alvin and Marcello were around. Or else, everything would really fall apart. "Who's there?" Alvin was about to go crazy, having to kee

"Yeah, and Marcello. But what are you trying to do?" Sometimes, Wade couldn't understand what Vincenzo was planning. He didn't even want to think about the crazy, violent stuff Vincenzo might do. "Chill, Wade. I won't get you in deep waters." "I think you already did. That one with the tattoos and piercings—he almost killed me if it hadn't been for Alvin, Marcello, and Francesca," Wade said, licking his lips. "Carlos, that bastard!" Vincenzo wanted to get out of there really fast after hearing about the injustice his baby had suffered. "I'll crack his skull when I get back." "Jesus, don't kill someone, okay? He was worried about you." "He's a criminal as well. This is the first time you don't want to kill a criminal." Wade sighed, his eyelids fluttering. What could he say? That he realized that bunch of guys didn't seem so bad? Or that he was starting t

"Nik," Wade said, looking surprised. "I didn't expect to see you here. Who's the cute lady?" Nicholas waved at Francesca. She waved back, smiling. "A friend's sister. How's the business?" Wade was referring to the family's business. Nicholas was Wade's cousin. The reason he had been called back from England was to discuss matters with the board of directors at Harrington Inc. "Fine. But they prefer you over me. You're the one with the legitimate bloodline. I don't want to stand in for you, Wade. Why... why must you argue with him?" Nicholas let out a weary sigh. He looked like he was ready to land a fist in Wade's face. "I'll go in first," Francesca said, sensing that they probably wanted to have this conversation in private. Francesca peered out the window at Nicholas, scanning him from head to toe. He had an angular jaw, blue eyes, and blonde hair. He looke

He always had this uncomfortable feeling like he was being watched by someone. Was it real or just part of his mind? Was he going mad? "You go first, Marcel,""Why? You're not coming?""I need to return to the station before that realize that I've been gone for forty minutes," "Okay," Marcello took the thumb drive and disappeared around the corner. "Wade...?" A voice struck Wade's heart. He whirled around and saw Nicholas standing before him, wearing a confused look. "Why are you everywhere Nik?" Wade sighed, displeasure crossed his face. He probably has heard him say those illegal shit. "I'm staying in this neighborhood. Don't get the wrong idea," Nicholas said, annoyed. "Did you just?" Nik smelt the smoke off Wade.He saw the news that the police station caught fire and now the FBI office was in trouble. He didn't much of it, thinking it was a normal thing, until he saw Wade, covered in what could be said as evidence. He even heard them talking about breaking into the FBI offi