Billy Bennett Deadly Class Novels & Stories

"No he gave us your code and we pulled out" "I see, just keep your eyes and ears open, you might find something out of the blues. "Yes sir will do sir. "Good, you have to go, get going, your exam will soon be begins. "Yes sir" he said and walked away from the office. Billy has been one of the trusted ally of the director general of the school for a very long time right from the time he was in the junior blocks. He was part of the team that did the arrangements of the Killing of the last prefect members.

Nonetheless, it was a losing battle for Billy this time. What's the big deal with losing Billy? We still have millions of other Billy's! Sahara stormed off. Hilda couldn't help but chuckle as she watched her from behind. Back at the Jones Residence, Winnifred had just received news on the matter. Billy.. That idiot! At this point, it was certain that he hired those hitmen. It was not going to be easy to get him out now, and Winnifred did not want to either. No, there's still a way to get him out. But, those two gangs were very daring to draw out their guns on Taadi City's airport highway. Were they eager to get themselves killed?

“I’m sorry, Eton Domino, but I can’t agree with your decision to take the girl to Switzerland. It’s a huge security risk—she might be spotted at the airport or—” “Do I need to remind you we’ll use my private plane?” Eton said. “No one will dare check it. You will personally ensure it.” “Of course,” Vlad said, swallowing his protests. Eton's gaze turned sharp and penetrating. “If you have something to say, say it already. I'm a very busy man Vlad.” Vlad hesitated, unsure how to bring up the subject. “You’re fucking Kennedy’s brat.” Vlad wanted to see a reaction from him, but he's disappointed. There wasn’t even a small flicker of surprise or shame in Eton's pale eyes. His expressionless face

He's as unsettled as I am. Logan exhales sharply and pinches the bridge of his nose. "Ignorance is bliss, Andrea," he mutters. "You won't be able to unknow it, and it won't change anything. Do you still want to know?" She hesitates. Then nods. His tone softens, barely. "Three things. You don't interrupt, and you don't ask questions after. Understood?" Another nod. "One." His voice is steady, almost clinical. "Dorathy and Cade's plane didn't go down by accident. It was a targeted attack."

He looked down at the video again, and his eyes locked onto something. Flynn’s eyes widened. He looked away, jaw clenched. “That’s…” he began, voice catching. “That’s…” “A bomb. It's meant to go off in…” I said, looking at my wristwatch. “Eighteen hours. If the lack of oxygen doesn't kill them first.” “He's not talking, huh?” Diego’s voice sounded behind me, low and accusing: “He just might just be buying her time.” Flynn shook his head. “No. I wouldn’t—”

“For scum like you, the only fitting outcome is a lifetime of suffering.” Everyone present was stunned. What seemed like an absurd drama had turned out to be my carefully laid plan. Debt collection calls poured in relentlessly as Nathan slumped to the ground in despair. Only now did he realize that his petty schemes were nothing but child’s play in comparison. Satisfied with the show, I left the scene gracefully, escorted by Ian. Back at the Springbolt Group, I received a report from Ian on the ultimate fates of Nathan, Amelia, and Alex. To cover the company’s financial hole, Nathan resorted to taking out high-interest loans but ended up being hunted by debt collectors and sold to a remote m

At this moment, I had no strength to fight them but to just do their bidding. I wanted Jamie to get well before I did anything. It would be better that way. As I scrolled through the deathboard, I realized that Gustavo wasn't even on the board but there was a name that was placed at the highest bid on the top slot. Why on earth would anyone want Christopher killed?

He was the enemy despite their past. “He’ll kill her!” Ben spoke in a whisper too. “It takes three minutes to drain a body. One and a half if you want to live,” Seth ordered pushing me forward. “I want him dead!” Baku bellowed as he slowly got up on his feet. Just then Billy and Joe appeared covered in blood. “I knew Ben would start the party without us!” Billy announced his eyes shining gold with excitement. “Let’s just get this done,” Joe said appearing next to me. He looked down at my chest and hissed, “You need to leave!”

Wade looked down at the broken and bloody mess of cracked skull and flesh. Bennett was dead. Unmoving. Lifeless. Eyes open. He exhaled, his lungs hurting. It felt really good. Even though he hated violence, Wade couldn’t help it. Bennett had his hands deep in blood and illegal activities more than he had imagined. With shaky legs, he stood up, reveling in his thoughts. A scream brought his attention back. He glanced back to where Vincenzo and the rest were. He needed to help them. Wade rushed back to find Nicholas supporting Marcello, who had been shot in the leg, swinging his bat at Dominic’s men.