Greg locked the door behind him, walking towards the table. He smashed the papers on it, opening them, putting the photos of my victims in front of me.
"Do you know these people?"
I had to pull out my act skills. I shivered, and looked at them full of confusion and fears.
"Of course I know them. They were all over the news. What does this mean? Why are you showing me them? I didn't do anything, I was sitting on the bench. Why are you showing me them?"
"Stop it, you fucker!" Greg growled.
"Listen, we know who you are. There's no need to pretend any other way," the tall man said and put the water on the table.
Oh good police man and bad one we're playing here, aren't we?
"Please, gents. I don't know what you want from me. Just let me go, I want to go," I said with shivery voice, sliding the photos away from me.
"You remember Danny Turth? His loving brother broke under our questions. He said that he had hired Delirious to kill."
"I know. It was in the news," I said still trembling.
And then it stroked me like a lighting bolt. It started to get sense.
If they truly know that I'm that Delirious, which is weird, they want something from me. They would have shoved me right into the prison, but they are slightly hiding me. There are no news people, no armed men around.
"You know what is the best about being rich? That you can buy almost everything. Plus you're carrying the small hidden camera around," the Irish agent said with a smile.
He turned on his phone and I saw things from my victims perspective. How he left the nightclub with the blond girl. Then I heard their kissing, as the camera was dark from their closeness, and after that I saw myself. And then it turned off.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! No, this isn't happening, this can't be. That fucking shit had a camera? Oh he's going to pay for this. Why didn't I expect it? I'm such a stupid.
"Oh we're slowly remembering," Irish agent mumbled victoriously.
"I expected that Delirious guy more terrifying. Look at you. You're only small piece of shit," Greg started to shoot.
Patience is key. I'm not letting them provoke me.
Irish guy sat against me and put both hands on the table.
"Listen... we need you to kill somebody. After you do it, you're free man. We can erase everything from your past. Give you new name, new life, new everything."
You don't even know my name, bitches. What do you want to erase?
"And if I refused?" I said without any exprecions.
I felt how Greg grabbed me by my shirt and turned me to him. I spotted anger in his eyes.
"Don't you dare even think about it. You're in deep shit here. You gonna get a target and you gonna kill him, understand?"
I hated when people touched me. I hated when they came into my personal space. I put my hands onto his and slowly get them off me.
"Now stand up, you're coming with us," Greg commanded, and I did what he wanted from me.
We all left the room, when Irish agent started to whisper to Greg.
"Lui can't know about this, boss. He can't."
Lui? Who's Lui?
"What? Why? He's your partner. He's hunting him down all this time, why shouldn't he know the truth?" Greg replied in whisper.
Lui is a partner of this Irish agent. Good to know.
"Please, promise me."
We left the building, but were stopped when smaller man stand in front of us, giving me an annoyed look.
"Sup? Who's that guy?" He asked, and I slowly smirked.
Oh you're blessed that you don't know it.
"It's a miracle that you came out of your office," Greg greeted him.
"Some small thief, nothing important. I'll catch ya in your office later?" Irish agent said innocently.
Small thief? They truly are hiding my identity.
"Can't do. I need to talk with both of you. I think I found something."
"But this is D-" Greg wanted to continue when Irish man jump into his speech.
"We're right behind you."
Greg and that Irish agent looked at me. Tall agent then looked behind me.
"Hey you? Could ya please make sure he doesn't go anywhere? Just keep an eye on him, and if he try something just knock him out," he commanded and I sensed my opportunity escape.
I watched them returned back to the building, when I felt a touch on my shoulder.
"We need to go."
My eyes widened in surprise when I recognized that voice, and I slowly smiled.
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Target(H2OVanoss)
FanfictionJonathan is a killer who you can hire to do dirty jobs. He's perfect in what he does, never have made a single mistake. No witnesses, no clues for police. One day he got a target. Some young boy named Evan. The job is simple. Kidnap him, get t...
Part 16 - In a deep shit
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