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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guy look sort of familiar?” I heard

I went digging through his

had a grocery store reward one…a rental shop…a membership to a laundromat? I didn’t

I

of looks like

Zac continued.

from a few

reading the name

Kennedy.Wasn’t he the guy from the clean-up a few days ago?” I slowly spun around to look at Zac, my

Zac…Kennedy is this guy’s

“Noah Kennedy.”

then turned to look at the man tied up

was his connection to him? I’d thought that Miles was an underground businessman or some sort of

who’d tried to pull a fast one over

acquired problematic documents relating to him? But…‘clean up’.That’s how this job had

whatever Miles had been up to? …Or was I sent here because he was digging into his disappearance? …If that were true…then didn’t that mean

Noah and pulled out the

I would have agreed that talking to the future murder victim was possibly the dumbest thing I could ever do…but I

me go, please,”

anything.Just…don’t kill

related to Miles?” I asked,

blanked for a moment before

“What about Miles?”

in the mood for people not answering my questions plainly.I’d already had my fill of that

and sunk m y dagger into the

hissed, pulling the

me repeat myself for the last

fear but managed to huff out a ‘yes’, his head

“Howe”

m-my brother,” he

nose, already knowing I was going to hate where

last

showed up at the bar on

but it’s like he’s just disappeared….Is that why you’re here? Does this have something to

That caught my attention.

‘Business’.

that held my curiosity and yet I knew I shouldn’t

had already asked was already way too

to investigate my father’s dealings, it

of

death sentence

asked the question I knew

was Miles involved with?” I

“Rae—.”

I repeated, interrupting Zac before he

of an

under the same orders to not pry too

“Smuggling,” Noah answered.

a smuggler for that wealthy businessman in town.Gets in supplies and rare goods from all

have stopped.No, I *definitely* shouldn’t have wanted to keep going….But I

businessman?” I asked

as if

in this city would be shady

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

An employee.

been

a rivaling

…I killed an employee*.

bring him in at all? Was he trying to run away or snitch on my father? …Did he find out something he shouldn’t

powerful as my father? Someone who would know better than most in this city what

for a moment and stop tunnelling down a thought process that had no end in

‘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 different