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.

reckless, S!" I heard Kesha yell

was the only one who could

a small wave, I then raised my middle finger at it

worry. I'm just having a bit of

grinned, picking up another gun from the ground before ducking behind a wall again. My heart was pounding. That familiar feeling

excitement, knowing I could die at any

made me thirst for

kill everyone," Finnick suddenly appeared beside

even a splatter. It made me

not?" I asked, firing at the

increasing, but instead of fear, I felt

raised to be a killer, and I'll die

finally escaped the hotel. I was a little disappointed-I had been enjoying the shooting. But

transferred their payments digitally and slapped

as the leader, but I wouldn't tolerate insubordination. They needed a reality check: I'm their boss,

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

fucking bastard," I growled, pulling the trigger

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

thought about the hands that had grabbed me in the hotel, I remembered

if I hated him

loving the person who tried

pissed you off this time-what the

throwing his hands up when I suddenly aimed my gun at

up out of nowhere when I'm shooting," I said before I aimed my gun forward. I targeted the remaining bottles that were standing there

should I know you have high blood pressure!" he yelled at me before staring at the poor bottles I was shooting at.

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