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

one who could see

around and spotted a CCTV camera pointed at me. Flashing a

worry. I'm just

gun from the ground before ducking behind a wall again. My heart was pounding. That familiar feeling was

and excitement, knowing I could die at

sight of blood made me thirst for

appeared beside me, holding a gun in

even a splatter. It made me roll my eyes. How

asked, firing at the enemies

increasing, but instead of fear, I felt a twisted sense of joy. More

be a killer, and I'll

finally escaped the hotel. I was a little disappointed-I had been enjoying the shooting. But Kesha found a way to clear our exit, and we

their payments digitally and slapped both Luna and Finnick after the

wasn't usually strict during missions because I didn't want anyone tracing me as the leader, but I wouldn't tolerate insubordination. They needed a reality check: I'm their boss, and they shouldn't

up far ahead, imagining each one as

bastard," I

practice room where I'd likely run into either Haze or Evangeline. At least Mason was too busy with the company

the hotel, I remembered their muscular yet oddly

years, I wasn't sure if I hated him or

the person who tried

off this time-what

when I suddenly aimed my gun at him. I

my gun forward. I targeted the remaining bottles that were standing there until they were all gone. That

yelled at me before staring at the poor bottles

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