John Wick: Chapter 6 소설 & 이야기

The heat was unbearable, the stale air thick with dust. "You are one minute away," Cyber informed me. “There is one more turn before the vault.” “Easy for you to say,” I grumbled under my breath. “Try crawling through five inches of dirt and sweat, then get back to me.” The vibration of my bracelet confirmed I was close. I reached the final turn and spotted the metallic tile Cyber had mentioned. The adhesive wallpaper concealed the opening, but I quickly peeled it back, revealing the screws holding the tile in place. “Agent 64, I am going to disable the cameras in the room for three minutes. Deactivate the locks of the vault and Grab the diamonds,” Cyber said.

Veronica Wick, Mister John Wicks wife says while she still had Calogero by her right side and then Mary in the other. “It’s past talking time. What do they want!?”John Wick whined as he headed towards the door with curved brows. “Just simple instructions. I can’t even spend some quality time with my family” He pushed forward with his grumbling while dressed in his black pajamas. He encircled the door knob and opened the door. His jaw dropped. His heart stopped whipping for a second. It’d be right to say that he lost all connection with the world as he saw five men all standing at the door with highly sophisticated guns. Even the air in the room froze.

Veronica Wick, Mister John Wicks wife says while she still had Calogero by her right side and then Mary in the other. “It’s past talking time. What do they want!?”John Wick whined as he headed towards the door with curved brows. “Just simple instructions. I can’t even spend some quality time with my family” He pushed forward with his grumbling while dressed in his black pajamas. He encircled the door knob and opened the door. His jaw dropped. His heart stopped whipping for a second. It’d be right to say that he lost all connection with the world as he saw five men all standing at the door with highly sophisticated guns. Even the air in the room froze.

“Following your instructions, the last set of documents involving Vincent’s offshore accounts and several critical cover operatives has been sent via secure channels.” The car drove away. “Do you think Vincent’s going to quit now?” Janna looked at me through the rear-view mirror. “He won’t, but it doesn’t matter anymore.” I sank my back into the seat. The vehicle pulled up at a private estate on the hill. In the study, Gray made a cup of tea. “Gray.” I entered the study. “You’re here, Ms. Mancini.” He handed me a cup of tea. Gray put down his cup. “Do you recall what you said when you decided to initiate the Sweeper operation? I thought you might go down with him, but you came back stronger

If she hadn't gotten cocky, I wouldn't have this much dirt. With this, I could leave Chuck with nothing. And before I walked out for good, the world was going to see exactly who they really were. *** By the time I was done, it was already 10 p.m. No surprise—Chuck wasn't coming home. He called me on video. The camera was blurry, but I could feel her there. Sharon, probably just out of frame. I didn't say anything. Just smiled and promised I'd take care of myself. The next morning, I was up early. A crew showed up—contractors I'd hired. Anything I couldn't pack? I told them to rip it out.

The battery on my front door smart lock died, so I called a locksmith to come over. While he was working on the lock, he made small talk. "Dude, this lock comes with six spare keys. Did you lock all of them inside the apartment?" I froze. I've lived in this apartment for three years. My wife and I each have one spare key. The other three were always kept in the hallway drawer. That makes five total. So where's the sixth key?