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.

S!" I heard

one who could see me through the

a small

I'm just having a bit

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

of blood made

kill everyone," Finnick suddenly appeared beside me, holding a gun

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

asked, firing at

but instead of fear, I felt

be a

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

went our separate ways. I transferred their payments digitally and

want anyone tracing me as the leader, but I wouldn't tolerate

to the garden, shooting at bottles lined up far ahead, imagining each one as Ash. Every shot was

fucking bastard," I growled, pulling the trigger

where I'd likely run into either Haze or Evangeline. At least Mason was too busy

had grabbed me in the hotel, I remembered their muscular yet

wasn't sure if I

loving the person who tried to kill me would

this

when I suddenly aimed my gun at him. I almost pulled

forward. I targeted the remaining bottles that were

pressure!" he yelled at me before staring at the

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