Chapter 96: Raised To Be A K*ller

"I'm sorry," I apologized to Finnick for my state.

It's all because of Ash. I wasn't even sure if it was really him.

If Finnick hadn't shown up earlier, I probably wouldn't have survived. I was lucky to have him on my team. Even Simon, who questions almost everything, couldn't deny Finnick's skills. Finnick is quick, efficient, and highly capable. Simon had tried recruiting him in the past, but Finnick refused and chose to work under me instead.

And now, here he was, scolding me-even though I was his leader.

"Are you good now?" he asked when I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, centering myself.

"Yeah." I nodded, ignoring all the distractions in my mind.

I swiftly spun the gun in my right hand and reached for my ammo clip with my left. I hadn't even realized I had emptied it earlier.

Moving quickly, I reloaded the gun.

"I'm fine," I said, my expression shifting from lost to focused. I spun the gun in my right hand again-a habit of mine. "Thanks for the concern, but I don't need it."

Finnick smirked, expecting my harsh words. I stepped out of hiding and began shooting at anyone who dared come after me.

Every shot was aimed at the head. I never missed. I didn't kill innocent people-but how could I calm myself when I kept seeing Ash in every one of them?

Besides, I couldn't assume they were innocent. Everyone has sins they regret, and so do I.

This was my plan C: Kill everyone who gets in my way.

heard Kesha yell through the

was the only one who could

a small

Don't worry. I'm just having a bit of

before ducking behind a wall again. My heart was pounding. That familiar feeling

and excitement, knowing I

of blood made me thirst for

everyone," Finnick suddenly appeared beside

blood on him-not even a splatter. It made me

at the enemies closing in

increasing, but instead of fear, I felt a

to be a killer,

was a little disappointed-I had been enjoying the shooting. But Kesha found a

transferred their payments digitally and slapped both Luna and Finnick after the

me as the leader, but I wouldn't tolerate

ahead, imagining each one as Ash. Every shot was precise, hitting

I growled,

Haze or Evangeline. At least Mason was too busy with the company

hands that had grabbed me in the hotel, I remembered their muscular yet oddly gentle feel-just like Ash's. The thought unsettled

if I hated him or was

who tried

pissed you off this time-what the

gun at him. I almost pulled the trigger but

I aimed my gun forward. I targeted

blood pressure!" he yelled at me before staring at

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