Kevin Fischer Final Destination 3 Novels & Stories

Chapter 1760 The man arranged for two men to help Catelyn and Cedrick with their luggage and introduced himself with a smile, "Mr. Mason, Mrs. Mason, it’s an honor to meet you. I'm Kevin Fillion. Just call me Kevin." Cedrick carried Catelyn off the helicopter and headed for the lounge. He was wearing a black trench coat. His tall figure looked determined as he walked in the blowing wind. He asked Kevin as he walked toward the lounge, "Did Edwin tell you the plan?"

Suddenly, he grins, grazing his mouth against my forehead when I see what he's chosen to watch. Final Destination 3, the movie I told him is my favorite when we first met. He remembered… "You approve, baby?" I nestle my face into his chest and nod, giving him a grin that doesn't hold anything back. "Glad to hear it, Beautiful." Then he leans down, cradling my face in his palms as his mouth closes over mine, grazing his teeth over my lower lip with heartrending slowness. He brushes his mouth over mine gently, teasing me and I’m breathless as I lean into him.

I arrived at the casino and went down to our usual hideout room. Makayla, Rocco, Elvis and Uncle Fidel were already seated and they were in a middle of a conversation. I made my way to my seat and asked for a detailed explanation about the situation and Rocco began the narration.

In a heartbeat, Kevin brought out the small pistol that he tactfully hid down in his pants, pushing it halfway into the side of his shoe predicting the extreme adversity that might occur any moment. Three bullets got fired together. From a distant vantage point, Daniel fired without hesitation or a careful aim. The shot struck Tristian's hands, causing him to flinch in his determined aim and Tristian's bullet went astray, driving itself into Kevin's upper leg. At that exact moment, Kevin's own shot found its inevitable mark, piercing straight into Tristian Romano's heart.

The two of them fought so much that they eventually went their separate ways. I had heard the news from my assistant. Still, I remained completely unfazed. Alex and Shermaine had simply gotten what they deserved. They had ended up in a predicament due to the wrong choices they made. I did not find out more about what happened to the Hammonds after that. Dad gave me some days off so that I could rest properly. I took a flight to an island in the Southern Hemisphere. Every day, I would either sunbathe, surf, or go diving.