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I yell knowing that they wouldn't have been able to stop him. Arthur is the best at what he do. He is trained in surviving. Martial arts, shooting and killing is just a few of his trades. He is an army on his own. I know. He worked for me. I headhunted him, but he will never bring a gun to a sword fight. He is too much of an Adrinaline monkey to do that. They must have drawn their guns at him. "Your idiots opened fire." I state. Rage ripping through my body. I pull the trigger and watch a .45 pierce through Alexander's forehead. I instructed them to bring Lilith to me ALIVE.

“Hurry up.” I stared down at them, transfixed, watching as the blood seeped out of their lifeless bodies. It was the longest I’d gotten to look at Six’s meticulous and deadly handiwork. It was the first time in weeks I was reminded how ruthless and savage he was. “Come on.” My hands shook as I blindly reached for my purse, his book bag, and suitcase. The ground seemed uneven beneath my feet as I dragged the suitcase behind me. At the threshold I glanced down at the bodies surrounding the entrance.

“On your knees!” Time slowed. Marcus stared down the barrel. Lena’s breath hitched, another loss after her mother, after almost losing Joel, felt unbearable. Then — CRACK! A single gunshot echoed from the darkness. The thief screamed as the pistol flew from his hand, blood blooming across his palm. He clutched the wound and fled into the night. His attempt to roughen up these people and get small change with which to enjoy his little drug has landed him with a whole gun shot.

“Now you’ve got me intrigued.” My lips curved faintly. “Intrigued?” “How does a thief know how to navigate corporate negotiations and contract presentations?” I let out a quiet laugh. “Just because I’m a thief doesn’t mean I’m dumb.” I continued, “If anything, thieves are some of the smartest people alive.” That earned a quiet laugh from him, low and unexpected. “Is that so?” “Of course,” I replied. “You think stealing is easy? One wrong move and everything falls apart. You learn to think ahead and read people before they read you.”

These actions cannot be explained, Navpreet,’ said the inspector gloomily, casting an eye on the mountains. The sub-inspector gave a stiff nod and carefully studied the inspector who seemed to be lost in contemplation. ‘From what I have seen, murders are of two types,’ said the inspector, the tips of his fingers coming together. ‘First are the unplanned ones, committed by people who were suffocated in some way by the acts of the would-be victims. When they see an opportunity, their fear is eclipsed by the pain they have suffered and they strike.’

Then there were his psychology books and books on wilderness craft. His gaze fell on a small cluster of volumes of English literature, some that Faith had convinced him to try. While he couldn't bring himself to read them, he hadn't been able to part with them, either. The top shelf held an extensive collection of contemporary bestsellers, and it was one of those he chose, a mystery thriller, as he heard the first roll of thunder. "Yep, Bear, it seems like a 'dark and stormy night' kind of night." He gave the dog a pat as he settled down in his chair.

The bullet flew straight out of the barrel, landing just inches away from my chest, my whole body numb in shock as I toppled backwards and fell to the ground. My body seared with agony, as my hand leapt to my chest, only to find that my shirt was soaked with blood. “Oh no...” I whispered, trembling, tears rolling down my cheeks as my body continued to burn with pain. How was I going to survive this? How was I going to survive this? And leave Lily alone, without her mother or father... Left to fend for herself...? BOOK 2 1 mama Later on that night... I used all of the strength that I had inside of me to go back to the camp that night.

Wait and I will use a cheap knife for killing them. I stood up from the bed and go to my comfort room to pee. It’s already 3:00 am, I realized it’s the devil hour and I got up from a shitty dream. I finished peeing and immediately go to my bed. I roamed my eyes around. Ace is my next target yet I can’t finalize my plan. It was too hard to think of a successful plan how to kill them all. I am running out of ideas. I think I need to watch some suspense, mystery, thriller movies to help me give ideas. It wasn’t my intention to classify horror movies as cheap.

Damn it, this wasn't an action movie. I growled at something very rude, fasted my M19 harder, and sprinted down the sidewalk on this side of the street. I never let our prey out of my sight for a moment. It was almost like a slalom. Again and again I had to avoid people and then I almost ran into a shelter. There was room for a handful of people in these small buildings. If you had to get to safety from a prole, you could run in there, seal the room and call the venators from inside via an emergency column.

The perfect life with Jenna Grabbing his travel mug of coffee, and his briefcase he heads to his unmarked car. His very first pay check ten years ago, he went and bought this car and it’s still going. When he got to the station and checked his voicemail, there were five new messages, all from the family of the victims from the murder drug scene he worked a month ago. They’re understandably hurt, shocked and desperate for answers, and they're calling to see if he had any leads or evidence.