Alex didn't stay in the same group as Leon.But Christina was.He and eight others now faced the back of a building in the city center. Everyone was hidden by the shadow of the alley, hooded and properly equipped.Leon sighed, tense. It wasn't just the mission he was on that worried him. It was Sasha's coldness in executing that boy.What would stop her from executing Leon's father when it was all over? Or worse still, getting rid of all the men and women who had done her dirty work for her?Christina, standing next to Leon, saw the anguish in his eyes."You're thinking about that boy, aren't you?" she whispered, keeping her gaze fixed on the building opposite.Leon nodded, unable to hide his concern. "I can't let this happen to all of us. We need to find a way out of this, to end her tyranny."The woman placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Let's focus on the mission now. We have to be quick and precise. Then we'll think about what to do next."But Leon couldn't help glancing
The others.Those who were supposed to be in other strategic places, the others who were supposed to go to the meeting point as soon as it was over.They were dead too.Shot. Holes had opened up in their bodies, and blood pooled around them.This time, Leon couldn't keep from crying, and he couldn't stop the solitary tear that ran down his cheek.Sasha didn't care about those deaths. No, after all, all she wanted was the bloody box that was now in Christina's hands.The girl, pale, muttered:"Let's go."But Leon didn't answer. He felt responsible for it, for such cruel deaths."Come on, Leon." She sniffled, also on the verge of tears. "We have to go."So off they went. They got into the designated van, where two foremen were waiting. They didn't ask any questions about the rest of the team.Leon stared out of the window, watching the lights of the city drift away. He wondered if he would ever see that place again, if he would ever have a normal life again. He hated himself for getting
Brittany bit her lip nervously, looking at her father, who still hadn't said a word. On the contrary, the silence that followed after Brittany decided to open up was worthy of a funeral. The man scratched his beard, as if deliberating whether he was going through a psychotic episode or not. Then, raising one eyebrow and taking another sip of his drink, he finally replied: "Let me get this straight..." Brittany swallowed as she heard the man's tone of voice: gloomy, slurred - and not because of the alcohol. No, that tone of voice meant that heads were going to fly off, people were going to get hurt. Or at least that's what came to her mind at those times. Lighting his imported cigar, the man continued: "Are you telling me that during your time at school, you hid from me not only that you dated a lowlife, but that that same lowlife is the scumbag boy who rose through the ranks, threatened me and is now missing?" Taking a deep breath, Brittany continued: "Well... The way you put i
The atmosphere in the VIP area of the Midnight Bar instantly turned into frenzied chaos. The regulars, previously immersed in their discreet conversations, now turned their heads in the direction of the confusion. Sweating, knowing that she was surrounded and had little to do but put up a weak resistance, the girl began to look around for an escape, any escape. The exits were surrounded by the bar staff. How many of them directly served that man?The brute who had received the kick staggered backwards, while the other let out a grunt of pain at the sharp stab. The spectators, in shock, formed a wall of astonished stares. The bleary-eyed man, who until then had been watching with disdain, showed an expression of momentary surprise.Brittany took advantage of the gap and stepped back, knife in hand and ready for any hostile move. The men responsible for her capture (or attempted capture) recovered, their expressions hardening in determination. The man with the clear eyes gave a siniste
The revelation hit Brittany like a punch. Her world fell apart as she tried to process Leon's words. The bleary-eyed man, the thugs, the strange woman called Sasha - they were all pieces of the puzzle of tragedy that was now unfolding in front of her.Leon's gaze, filled with pain and resentment, continued to stare into Brittany's confused and frightened eyes. She felt paralyzed, caught between the horror of what she had just discovered and the imminent threat posed by Sasha."Yes, darling. Your father, the man you believed to be upstanding, or as upstanding as the nest of rats that are his friends, killed Leon's mother," said Sasha, enjoying the emotional chaos unfolding around her.That woman didn't just like physical suffering, she delighted in internal pain too, the pain of the soul."It's a lie. My father... My father is a lot of things, but he's not a murderer.""You see, little girl," Sasha mocked, "you know your father isn't exactly a good man. You know that he's lied, cheated
"But what does that mean?"Sasha's squeaky voice was no coincidence. After all, one of his subordinates, Alex, had sneaked in and then disrupted one of Leon's vendettas.Alex looked at Sasha and said:"If you want to punish me for that, then do it." Then the redhead faced Leon: "It's not worth it.""What the hell are you doing?""Preventing you from turning into a monster.""You don't know anything.""I know you might end up developing a taste for the stuff and turning into it," he pointed at Sasha. Had he lost his mind? "And I don't want that. You're one of the few here who hasn't lost his mind yet."Alex."Sasha's voice was low, controlled. But his expression was one of pure hatred."Get out of here immediately.""Let his ex-girlfriend go," Alex demanded. "She has nothing to do with-""Have you forgotten who's in charge here and who obeys? You don't question my orders.""She could be more use to us alive than dead. Integrate her into the team. Let's make her part of our... your plan
Christina's punch hit Leon hard, sending him reeling backwards. Pain pulsed in his mouth as he tried to understand what had just happened. Christina remained motionless, staring at him with intense eyes."I thought you were different." Christina growled, her voice filled with restrained anger. Then she shouted: "I thought you were here because I had no choice.Still holding his chin, the boy replied:"I was kidnapped in the dead of night. Of course I don't want to be here!""You tortured your ex. I heard her screams.""Stay out of it.""Don't be cynical, Leon. You have choices, even here. And you chose to become a monster."Christina's gaze was piercing, a mixture of disappointment and disgust. Leon could feel the weight of her words piercing his conscience. "You don't know who she was. What she put me through.""I heard everything that was said in there. And even that doesn't justify it."Leon turned aggressive immediately:"What are you, some kind of moral authority? Who gave you t
Leon didn't want to think about anything but one thing: his revenge.Even though he was now trapped, caged and at the mercy of a crazy woman who shot people whenever she wanted, he knew it was only a matter of time before it was all over.The whole thing, whatever it was, would end.Sasha never said exactly what her final plan was. She just systematically created teams, sent them to strategic places in the city and ordered certain items to be stolen from there. And, at the end of the missions, she would smile like a madwoman and dismiss everyone.It had been two days since Brittany had been caught and tortured. Leon hadn't seen her anywhere since, and frankly, he didn't want to look for her, even after Alex had argued that the girl might have some useful information.The question that wouldn't go away was: how had Sasha allowed Alex to be so bold, interrupting what would have been a torture session and then death, and not eliminated him on the spot?Leon tossed and turned in bed, unab