We're Killing Strangers John Wick Novels & Stories

He gave what seemed like a professional reply and Ricco found himself nodding. "These women are our business and are fucking total strangers. You'd be surprised how men think this is a place to abuse women. I've witnessed a lot of cases where I have to step in because he thinks a no-hold-barred night means he can beat the living shit out of a woman. Some f**s virgins mercilessly and I won't stand there and do nothing. Not on my watch!!" The guard added and Ricco watched as he raised his hand and clenched his fingers inward before knocking on a door which seemed to be an entrance to Lorenzo's office.

Ben remembered all of his men, the gangsters seemed to understand the message conveyed by their leader, they rushed back to scatter, searched every corner of the small settlements, and kept monitoring Jake's face and also Luna's they had to find. When they were examining all sides of the small villages, one of the gangsters found Luna and Jake coming out of a small obstetric clinic which was located in a remote area and was also in a small village. Instantly the man wrinkled his forehead, trying to focus his vision, if what he saw before his eyes that time was right, and not wrong. He made sure that it was Jake and also Luna, the man who embraced Luna's body to get into the car. “That's righ

Is that even possible? “What? What do you mean Doctor? How is that even possible? I only have one son,” Mr. James Queen voiced out immediately. “Yeah, what rubbish results is this? How does the stranger have a better match to my father than myself? I am sure you must have mixed things up back in the lab.” Jimmy two yelled.

The only thing that kept her from curling on the ground was those steel around her hands but now when nothing held Skylar her battered body feel like a mere leaf, the impact from falling hurt her head greatly. For a moment she almost fell unconscious but managed to fight the urge as nausea hit her back... Skylar took in her surroundings but the thick darkness didn't allow her to catch even a glimpse of the stranger.. "Impossible you say? " The stranger sneered. "Nothing is impossible for Nicklaus, killing someone as fickle as your father was a piece of cake for him.." The stranger nonchalantly walked around in the dark as she looked down at the pathetic creature on the floor...

Kitty is on the run. "Oh, shit," I hear someone above me. "Brian, I think you killed her. Someone grab that cat!" I have no idea what the hell just happened. Face down in a myriad of gravel, I'm about to unleash on some asshat who just took me out. If Mr. Kitty gets away, they will see the storm isn't what they need to worry about. I'll create a level of destruction far worse than any hurricane. I feel him close to me before I open my eyes to actually get a visual.

"Layla, don't you forget, it was the Perrone family that raised you. If you kill us, that makes you a traitor all the same." "Kill you?" I laughed softly and stepped slowly forward, looking down on the little group of them. The pistol hung loose at my side, my fingertips idly stroking its cold body, my presence heavy enough that the two of them shrank back on instinct. "Oh, I won't kill you. After all, sometimes living hurts far more than dying does." "My patience has limits, Anthony. In front of everyone here, why don't you tell them how you framed me back then."

The stranger smirked, moving sideways, keeping himself close enough to grab me if I tried to take to my heels. “Why don’t you boys mind your own business?” he said, almost lazily. The leader didn’t answer. His gaze shifted to me, then to Ivana. “We’ll be taking both of you now.” “Like hell you will,” the stranger shot back. For a second, they just stared at each other, like wolves circling. And then. All hell broke loose. One of Kennedy’s men lunged, and the stranger met him halfway, slamming his shoulder into the man’s chest. The gun clattered to the floor.

"I'm tired and I am going to rest. I let you to handle this matter. Remember, this is about our family's life and death. So you must handle it properly and don't let any mistake happen again." John said. "Don't worry, grandma." The entire family then adjourned. Leaving the two siblings John and Denisse Winston behind in the living room. Denisse asked John worriedly. "John, That Jate Woods has a skilled fighter you witnessed it right? We've sent people to kill him and none of them had succeeded. Not at all he was connected to the Eastblue city underground organization boss Rogers. What should we do now?" John said grimly. "None of those people that we sent were good enough. This time, I've fo

The Stranger was wearing his customary jet black suit with a cold sly smile on his face. Half the men had also pulled out their guns and had now aimed them at the Stranger, Oswald took a step forward. “I suggest you go back to wherever you came from,” The muscular man said. The Stranger just shrugged and he took a few more steps forward. The muscular guy pulled the trigger first and all the other men followed suit, but suddenly all the guns were jammed! The men exchanged startled looks of fear. “So— you would choose a fist fight against the most skilled hand to hand combatant?” Oswald sneered coldly.

But now it seemed like all my plans had been cut short, and here I was, facing my death. "Now die," he said, as the dagger drew closer. My eyes shut tightly, only for a loud, deafening sound to pierce my ears, forcing a scream from my lips as I slowly opened my eyes. The stranger lay there on the ground, dead, with a bullet hole in his skull. My gaze shifted immediately to Kaiden, who was holding a gun in his grasp. He dropped it to the ground before his hands returned to applying pressure on his stabbed stomach.