402. Tyson - Malaky VII

The front door opens. Rueben and Ansel enter with several grocery bags.

My plan will probably take a few days to fulfill. Until then, we will have to stay at the cabin. Alekos barely has any provisions here, so Rueben and Ansel offered to buy food and some other essentials. Dimitri had to leave early in the morning since he had obligations with his blood brothers, which left Jasper and me alone with Malaky. After we moved him into the bedroom, Jasper and I fooled around a bit on the sofa. For a while, Jasper's mouth made me forget about everything. Until the message from Senator Ross.

Since Malaky still has the sock in his mouth, he can't talk, so I don't expect him to reply. Besides, I don't want to hear his voice. It only reminds me of the things he told Olivia when he was hurting her.

Once we are done here, we'll have the Piercing Ceremony with Olivia. I can't wait for her to be my wife and to have my ring on her finger. Well, it's not only my ring. All five of us put an equal amount of cash to buy it. Ansel and Rueben put the grocery bags in the kitchen and I go grab a beer. I remove the mask, since Malaky can't see me in here and enjoy the cool beer.

My phone buzzes with an income message, and I grab it from my pocket.

It's a photo from Olivia of Spencer's having breakfast with Mose. I show it to the others. It makes us more motivated to end Deymar's life so we can enjoy whatever peace we have until the Nephilims get here. After I let Olivia know that we will be back home soon, I grab some granola bars and quickly devour them. I don't usually eat a lot during a mission.

Time passes agonizingly slow, and there's not much we can do while we are here except torment Malaky.

I put on my mask, grab a bottle of water, and go to him. After I take the sock out of his mouth, I ask, "Piggy, are you thirsty?"

Malaky tries to lick his chapped lips. After the first bag of IV ended, we didn't put one more since we stopped torturing him, and the liquids he received were more than enough.

The IV is only for when we want to torture someone for days, but with Malaky, it won't be the case.

"Yes," Malaky replies, his voice hoarse.

I open the bottle and pour some water on his pants. "There you go," I say.

Malaky looks at his wet pants, and he appears to be on the verge of a mental breakdown. Even so, he says, trying to scare me, "Wait 'till my father gets here!"

grin, maybe because Malaky can't see my expression. "Yeah? And what is he going to do? Magically put your hands back on for

yet. But once his father and Senator Deymar are out of my way, I will make him beg for

kill you," Malaky

do that. She will bring me back from the dead, only to kill me with her own hands." Malaky continues to glare at

a knock on the

shove the sock back into Malaky's mouth. "Don't make any sounds," I warn him before quickly dragging him to

is tied too in the middle of the

Malaky to know who we are, it's different with Hannah and her husband. I want

door and lets Jon,

believe Jon already warned her about me being here. However, she doesn't look happy to see Rueben, Ansel, and Jasper. Hannah tries to back away, but Rueben already closed and locked the door. Her attention turns to her parents. "You only said Tyson would be here,"

me here," I lie, while I try to figure

tell me, it's probably because he couldn't send me a message

at me like I'm trash. It doesn't bother me. I've known

After all,

lie in

offended, it actually amuses

parents insisted you wanted to talk

is in her hands, and she clutches it hard. I'm more than sure that she has a gun in there, but she won't have an occasion to use

you want to talk

bush around, I jump

who carried her in the womb. I suspect that, at some point, you

her being your biological sister even if legally, you are her mother?" I ask. I don't give her time to answer as I keep talking, "We

biggest shit ever. "Fine." Looking at her parents, she says, "Yes, I knew it. I

you say something to us?" Jon

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