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"I can't help but think, what if this is some sort of trick. You would make me believe you want to stop your family and you'll eventually kill me tonight after luring me here?" He freezes. "No. Not. Why would you think that after all, we've been through together? I could have easily killed you or let the others do it. That's why I didn't want you to come. I don't want to lose you before we could carry out our plan." He lifted the bottle to his mouth and took a long drink. "We need to make dem see they're murdering by passing out execution orders on people without mates after a century and twenty years." This country needs someone like Jonas in charge. He was a good man and better than the re

Jonas stood between him and Mara. “Go!” Eva opened a second door. At the end of the hallway. A heavy metal door with an old number lock. “Get down here! Quick!” Lena helped Nora wear Noah. Mara ran behind. Jonas stayed a moment back, grabbed a rusty fire extinguisher from the wall and threw it to the silly man. The man caught him. With a hand. Like he was easy. Then he smiled. “You really never die in the same place.” Jonas died.

I surged forward. “Wait! Wait—no, don’t do anything stupid!” I shouted, grabbing at his arm. “Just think! You don’t know what happened yet! We have to figure this out before—” Jonas jerked away like my touch had burned him. “Don’t touch me!” he snapped, face flushed with disgust. “You’re a murderer. Don’t think we didn’t always suspect something off about you.” “I’m not—” But it was too late. His thumb pressed the green call button. “911, there’s been a murder,” he said clearly, voice steely.

Sometimes, good people perished. Or did they? Papa wasn’t here—standing beside Jona. No-one stood beside her. Her future became clear—it wouldn’t change. Jona would always stand on the periphery, no matter where she lived. Family… love… connection. Not meant for her—Jona Kivela was born to kill. Gage yelled Chantal’s name as he stumbled their way. Too late. Decision made, Jona pulled the trigger.

“Step aside.” “You’ll have to kill me first.” She said, pushing Egan back down, who tried to get her behind him and protect her. “Oh, I sure will.” Jonas raised his gun. “These people killed my mother,” he yelled. “Enough of that.” She heard her father’s booming voice, and he appeared pushing Jonas’s gun down. He looked at her, and she moved so he could see the man behind her. Both men stared at themselves, measuring each other. She saw her father was expecting to see a monster, but he clearly did not know what to make of Egan now.

I adjust the tile shard and slice. Dana flinches back, then laughs. “That’s it? That’s your last stand? I’ve got a gun to your head!” Blood spurts out of the slice in her femoral artery, wide enough that it can’t clot quickly. With an injury that size, she’ll bleed out in five minutes. Her hold on that gun to my head weakens, and horror crashes through my veins. I had no other choice. But now, Dana is going to die. I killed her.

He coughed, choking on blood, but I gave him no time to recover. “They could’ve died,” I said, my grip tightening. “Mia. Mimi, their clan members. You knew they were going for a pre-war, and you gave them up.” His breathing was ragged, his hands trembling as they gripped my wrist, trying to pry me off. “I didn’t have a choice,” he gasped. “Dante—he—” “You always have a choice.” Jonas let out a shaky breath, realization dawning in his eyes. He knew there was no way out of this.

Noah smiled fondly as he stood beside me, too. I felt calm and glad inside as I gazed at them. My phone rang at that moment. It was my brother, Simon. "It's all over now." His voice was very calm. "Jasper's death sentence was carried out earlier this morning." I hummed in assent. Simon said nothing for some time before adding, "Yvonne passed away, too. She sliced her wrists open with a shard of glass she'd snuck into the hospital right around the same time as Jasper's sentence. The nurses found her bleeding out while muttering Lucas' name."

- You can choose to save your life and your child's or save his. – Jonas pointed at Leon – But one of you two has to die and don't think about shooting one of us, because he only has one ammo in his gun. It's better to shoot to kill or he'll bleed to death. - What?! I look at him in disbelief. He couldn't be doing this. - What did you hear... - Sorry for making Liam walk away from you. - Leon interrupted Jonas - I could have just appeared for you or just disappeared from your life...

Smith's nerves tonight. This scenario becomes the content of the dream of Dr. Smith. Because in reality, he doesn't know about the Humanoids and unconscious to what is happening to him--being carried to the spaceship to cure him. On the other hand, the antagonists are now celebrating with the mistaken death of the poor doctor. Jonas had revealed himself in front of many wine and drinks. He is the brother of Mr. Din Black. Together with his companionship, he rejoice in the celebration of the death of Dr. Smith. He truthfully felt the joy he is aiming for a long time. He laugh and roar like an evil in his position while telling to his colleagues how he was able to shot and kill Dr. Smith usin