Episode Berapa Ace Di Eksekusi Novels & Stories

Scarlet’s POV “STOP IT!” I shouted, stepping between them again. “You will not kill him. You will not harm anyone else. You will lie down on that bed. And you will stay there. Your punishment is that no one speaks to you until you reflect on what you have done.” Ace’s chest rose and fell with fury, his entire body coiled like a loaded spring. But then, like a storm suddenly silenced, he lowered his head. “Yes, Doctor,” he murmured.

Blood splatters across the tile, and my eyes manage to focus on a still-beating heart gripped tightly in Mariah's hand. "Die Bitch," Mariah growls, and we all watch in shock as Lauren falls face-first into the floor. The shock of what just happened wears off after a few moments, and we all stare at Mariah's angry face. "That is not how I planned for that to go, but the accused has been executed. I trust the orphan Trevor Swift will be shown support and love from his pack," the official finally says, and Benji steps forward.

This is the last thing which should have happened at this time. "I killed my wife and child..." Xavier looked at Ace with Broken state. "No you didn't... It was an accident..." Ace tried to assure him. "I killed them and I don't have a right to live anymore... I want to meet them, I have to apologize..." He said taking out his gun. "I am going to meet my Sarah..." He placed the barrel of gun on his head and Ace looked at him horrified. "I don't deserve to live..." Ace held his hand at the same time and thankfully bullet hit the ceiling instead of his head.

Javier then smiled and whispered to Herschel, “There might be more of his men hiding around the area.” Upon seeing Herschel nod his head and gesture that he understood what his instructions were, Javier directly performed seppuku on the man in front of him. “Sorry, but this is the end of the line for you.” Now that their leader was dead, his subordinates tried to reach for their guns. Unfortunately, their movements were obviously not as fluid as Running Man and GTR’s. Thus, the moment they were about to reach for their guns, each and every one of them was shot in the head and sent to the afterlife.

“Wrong. Every time.” “Then what?” I leaned closer, my voice low, cold. “Because I want to kill criminals.” Ace threw his head back and laughed loudly, echoing off the metal walls. “You?” He jabbed his cigarette at me, eyes bright with mockery. “Now you’re playing some kind of—what?—executioner saint? That’s rich.” “You laugh now,” I said quietly, “But if you’ve ever killed someone before, then congratulations. You’ve already put yourself on my list. Which means one day, I’ll be coming for you.”

I say clearly and watch as her eyes scan the people in the room, widening as she realises the seriousness of the situation. Nick steps forward, forcing Ace to walk with him and they stand in the middle of the stage. “Ace, your crimes are as follows; Torture of pack members under your control, kidnap and torture of another mans mate, murdering your Luna, attempting to force your Alpha into granting you his Aura, and plotting to overthrow your Alpha to the detriment of your pack. You have been found guilty of these charges and sentenced to death. How do you choose to die?” I speak clearly, no doubts in my mind. He stands tall, sure of himself.

Settling on the couch in front of the screen, I opened my soda and waited while Mason chose a game for us. ** I V Y I don't know for how many hours I've been lying down on my bed and staring at the ceiling. The only thing I could think of was the mafia. Ace was part of the Italian mafia. Did Mason know? Was he part of it too? I had so many questions yet answers to none. I couldn't just go and ask them, 'hey guys, are y'all part of the Italian mafia?' I was not dumb. They would ask me questions, like, how do I know of the tattoo? Where did I see it? And I wasn't ready to let anyone know that part of my life yet.

“Did you get a chance to take a look at the storyboard that we sent?” Jeremy asked. Just like always, Jeremy didn’t look nervous about having a meeting with Ace. On the other hand, I was plagued with worry. Jeremy flashed up our presentation on the large screen and a knot formed in the pit of my stomach. “I’ve seen it,” Ace replied simply. I couldn’t tell from his tone whether or not he liked what he had seen. Ace’s hazel eyes settled on the large screen before he cocked his head slightly to the side as if he was thinking of something.

"We are partly responsible. That is honest and I am not going to pretend otherwise. The environment we operate in has shaped the responses and the capabilities that have emerged in you." The room was very quiet as the words settled. Ivan's phone buzzed on the table. He looked at it, his face changed immediately. "What," Ace said. Ivan turned the phone toward both of us. It was a news alert on the surface-level feeds. A public execution had been filmed and distributed across multiple platforms in the last eight minutes. The location was a street in the east district. The victim was Daniel Reyes. Calloway. Ace's father. Ace looked at the phone. He did not make a sound, his face went through so

Diego smiled sarcastically. “I’m not doing this for someone. I just want answers.” “Oh, really? Why did you open the case after having said Eliza died in the hands of robbers?! Doesn’t it sound strange?” Getting up from his seat and leaning forward, Edmund looked right into Ace’s eyes. Ace copied his posture. “What?” Ace continued.