An Introvert in Paris - Part 2 : The Origin

chapter 8

I said, "I think you'll need to."

"But I don't need anything right now, so if you want to go with me, then we should go," she replied.

Upon our arrival, we saw three guys who were preparing to leave. The entire situation didn't appear to be about them picking me up and taking me home; rather, they seemed to be getting ready for a violent event. Kate grasped one before I did. She was incredibly swift and could use anything in her hands as a weapon.

I said, "I honestly don't think that these guys were just coming to pick you up."

"Yes, I agree; I don't think so either."

"Where is she?" Kate questioned one of the dying men who lay down.

"Yes, I'm sure he's unaware."

"Yes, she certainly is."

Jenny entered and began to shoot at us. shooting from every viewpoint. She let out a yell and began to chuckle.

Jenny said to me, "I honestly had no idea that you would come for your death."

"What made you kill her?" I inquired.

"Hello Prince, how can I break the news that this was just a job and there are no hard feelings?" she answered.

"I didn't need to know her; I just did what I was paid for. Come out, and we can quickly end this," she said.

"Yeah, but I need you to face me and tell me why you killed my girlfriend."

"How do you tell me that it was just a job, yet you barely knew her?"

"Just a job, as I mentioned."

"All right," I said.

I emerged from concealment. She gave me a glance and shook her head, indicating that she wasn't shocked to see me.

"I knew you would do something foolish to try to come in, so it wasn't too hard for me to find you."

As Jenny attempted to pull the trigger to shoot me, Kate, who was still hiding, probably listened to everything we said. However, she came out and ordered Jenny to put down the pistol that was aimed at me. Jenny seemed shocked that I had brought someone else with me. Tried to shoot first, but her gun was empty.

"Who are you, the fuck?"

Kate remarked, "I am someone you're going to see last as you breathe your last," in response to Jenny's question.

Jenny said, "I don't even know you."

"You'll realise that you've taken everything away from me," Kate remarked.

"To be honest, I don't need or want anything from you! as I am unfamiliar with you," stated Jenny.

"Knowing me is not necessary." Kate answered.

I did nothing except watch as the women absolutely destroyed themselves.

Kate wished for a just fight. They were both harsh asses; that much is certain. Kate was thrown into the wall by Jenny, who shattered her hand at the elbow joint. Both of them had mouths that were bleeding. Actually, blood was all over them.

A brief period of restraint occurred.

"Hey," said Jenny.

"I am not here for you, and you are not my fight."

Kate remarked, "The day you killed my sitter, you became my fight."

"Oh, you should have been there when your sister was pleading for her life, I realise now," stated Jenny.

Jenny tried to get close to one of the dead men in order to take a pistol from him. Her initial goal was to kill me. She had no idea that Kate had turned around and was pointing a gun at her.

"You bitch," Jenny said.

"This is for my sister," Kate said.

"I'll say hi when I see her." She was shot in the head before she completed the statement.

"I apologise, but that is not where you are going." Kate remarked.

"Where is she going?" I inquired.

"Hell,"

"Oh,"

"Let's get out of here. I am sure they will send more." Kate said.

She knew I was going to kill her next as I stared at her. I had other plans, though. I knew she lost everything, or at least a lot. Everything revolved around her sister.

"Oh, please, it's okay. Come on."

'You're right." She handed me the revolver and said, "I killed Olga."

After glancing at the gun, I turned to face her. She had a shattered arm and was bleeding profusely from the lips and nose.

I put the pistol aside and said, "I need to see that hand."

I saw no justification for me to murder Kate for killing Olga, and even if I did, it would not result in Olga's reappearance.

She attempted to talk me into doing it better, but I told her there was no need because we had already lost the people, we both loved and cared about, that the revenge was taken care of, and that we just needed to accept life and go on.