The Shadow Circle

Chapter-10

"Didn't I ask you to shut-?"

"Who the fuck are you calling a blond bitch?!" Elizaveta demanded.

"Not to offend to your intelligence or anything but there appear to be a limited number of blonds here," I said, staring pointedly at her.

"Kai, make her shut up!" She snapped.

"Kai, make her shut up!" I parroted in a shrill, whiny voice.

"Kestrel-" he said.

"Kai! What are the girls doing here?!" The man demanded.

"Can you shut up? I asked him first!" I said.

"Oh really, what did you ask him?!" The man demanded.

"Listen here-" Kai tried again.

"I asked him who the bitch and the asshole were! Kai who are the bitch and the asshole?!" I asked him.

Kai only took a deep breath.

"Kai! Who are they?!" I demanded, louder this time.

"Who is she?!" Elizaveta yelled at the same time.

"Why are we here?!" The man bellowed.

"I swear to God, this bitch is dead!" Elizaveta shrieked.

Kai clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white. He was pissed.

I didn't care. I wanted answers.

"Why the fuck aren't you answering us?!" I yelled even louder.

BANG!

Everyone fell silent as Kai lowered the gun.

I voluntarily took a step away from him. So did the bitch and the asshole. After a long time had elapsed, I finally broke the silence.

"You look... unhappy," I said nervously.

He glared at me and let me tell you, being glared at by a pissed off assassin who happens to be armed can really help snap things into perspective.

"Kai-" The man said.

"One more word and the person who speaks it has to take a trip to the hospital. Get it?" He asked calmly as if we were talking about the weather.

Today's weather report: Sunny skies with a chance of bloodshed and humidity.

We had caused enough of a commotion for people to peek outside the shop and at the car. Fortunately Kai was smart enough to hide the gun, even though he had fired it. Either way, this was one of the worse parts of Chicago, the people would forget it if they knew what was good for them.

"Let's go in and have a cup of coffee, shall we?" He asked.

I had a feeling that my options were limited to 'yes' and 'yes'.

Elizaveta was the first to walk towards the café, followed by the brown haired asshole. Kai dragged me by the wrist, his grip was harder than necessary.

"Uh... um...Kai?" I asked him carefully.

"What?" He asked placidly. His grip hadn't loosened one iota.

"My hand is injured," I said.

He let go of my wrist, but by then we were already inside the tiny café. Most of the people had cleared out. I felt a twinge of guilt. There weren't many customers to begin with and we'd scared most of them off.

The coffee shop was nice. Cozy. It was tastefully decorated with pastel colours to give it a light airy mood. Too bad the location sucked.

"E-Excuse me, sir," a timid voice called and I jumped. A girl who looked about fifteen walked up to us. She had reddish hair and a splattering of freckles across her nose. "M-May I take your order?"