A Gift from the Goddess

Chapter 120: Book Two – Chapter 12

“Rae…I do believe this guy is alive,” Zac said.

The two of us were peering into the cupboard, looking at a very tied up and very terrified looking Noah.

“Yep,” I replied.

“Right…right….And, just to make sure we’re on the same page here, you are aware that normally I don’t see this part, right? That I come in afterwards?”

“I’m aware.”

At the sound of the conversation, Noah immediately started to squirm and plead to Zac with his eyes, hoping that he would help free him.

Not that it would do him any good.

“So, what’s the hold up?” Zac asked, still confused.

“Isn’t this just another Thursday for you? I’ve seen you do worse.”

He was right.This really wasn’t that abnormal of a job for me to do.

But I gritted my teeth at his question nevertheless, hating how I had ended up in this situation.

“I…can’t,” I said, deflating in defeat.

“I can’t do it.”

“You can’t…do it…,” Zac repeated slowly.

“And why is it—.”

“Look, I just can’t, okay?” I said, cutting him off, irritated at all the questions.

“I’ve tried.I even tried again before you got over here.I can’t do it, I can’t do it, I can’t do it.End of discussion.”

“…So why am I here? Just tell your dad that —.”

“No.”

Of course, Zac would suggest that.He didn’t know about every dark secret my father was hiding, only ever seeing as far as he needed to.

“No, I can’t tell him,” I said.

“…And you can’t tell him either.”

“Rae, the boss is expecting this guy dead,” he said, taking a step back to look at me.

“I’m not really sure what’s going on, but you do realise he’ll find out sooner or later, right? You can’t just keep him locked up in a cupboard forever.”

“Okay, fine! Fine…,” I sighed in frustration, before slowly locking up to meet his eyes.

“…Then you do it.”

Immediately, his face paled.

“What?! Rae, no! No,” he blurted out.

“I don’t do that.”

“c’mon, Zac,” I whined.

“It’s not that different from cleaning up.Both have a lot of blood.I can talk you through it.Here…just grab this dagger like this…and then hold it in your hand facing—.”

“Raven, stop!”

I’d been trying to get him to wield the weapon but he immediately held his hands up and stepped away.

“Just…chill,” he said.

“I’m not going to kill someone.”

“Argh! I spun around and angrily started pacing the room, beginning to get more worried as every second passed.I didn’t understand why this had to be so difficult.It shouldn’t be this hard.Any other day, I could have done this job with my eyes closed.Why was I struggling to kill one random man? Who even was this guy? A small brown wallet then caught my attention as it sat on top of a table, and I walked over to inspect it.

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doesn’t this guy look sort of

I went digging through his different

one…a rental shop…a membership to a laundromat? I didn’t even know those

then, finally, I found his driver’s

looks

Zac continued.

one from a few

the

days ago?” I slowly spun around

Zac…Kennedy is this guy’s

“Noah Kennedy.”

turned to look at the man tied up in

connection to him? I’d thought that Miles was an underground

pull a fast one over my

else would he have acquired problematic documents relating to

because he was digging into his disappearance? …If that were true…then

and pulled out the cloth I’d stuffed into his

was possibly the dumbest thing I

please,” he immediately

anything.Just…don’t kill

related to Miles?” I

for a moment before

“What about Miles?”

not answering my questions plainly.I’d already had my fill of that

I crouched down to his eye level and sunk m y dagger into the wall directly

the knife back out to point it at

repeat myself for the

huff out a ‘yes’, his head quickly bobbing

“Howe”

brother,”

closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose, already knowing I was going

the last time

at the bar on

is, I swear! I’ve been looking for him but it’s like he’s just disappeared….Is that why

That caught my attention.

‘Business’.

held my curiosity and

the questions I had already asked

dealings, it was

part of me wanted to

or not his death sentence

question I knew

was Miles involved with?” I

“Rae—.”

repeated, interrupting Zac before he could stop

know how bad of an idea this

he was also under the same

“Smuggling,” Noah answered.

businessman in town.Gets in supplies and rare goods from all over.The best at what he does, in my

I should have stopped.No, I *definitely* shouldn’t have

I

he looked at me as if I

this city would be shady enough to need

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

An employee.

been a

or a rivaling

…I killed an employee*.

away or snitch on my father? …Did he find out something he shouldn’t have? And those documents allegedly pertaining

harmful, then what could make someone want to betray aman as powerful as my father? Someone who would know better than most in this

stop tunnelling down a

important ‘what’; As in, what the hell was I going to do about Noah? And I quickly stood back up and stepped away, my brain swimming with a million