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The man gulped and wiped the beads of sweat off his forehead. "T-The thing is..." He began, his voice irritatingly shaky as he spoke
"For Christ’s sake, speak, Senator!" I roared, my patience rapidly wearing thin.
"The budget! It's the budget! Detective Lopez is looking into it and he found some dirt on me," Senator Ford whimpered.
I paused and widened my eyes. The detective was becoming more and more impossible to tolerate as the daysprogressed. I towered over the senator and asked, "What exactly does he have?"
The meeting was over a few minutes later and I wasted no time leaving the club. I still had an operation to take care of. I felt the urge to turn and check the bar one more time before leaving but I fought against it since I knew she wouldn't be there. Audrey didn't feel like the type who would frequent clubs.
And what the hell do you know about her, huh? You fuck her one time and all of a sudden, you're an expert, is that it?I chuckled as I pulled out a cigarette and sauntered to my car.
The night was chilly and silent, and there was a police car parked before mine. My hair stood up, a sense of alertness seizing me. I gripped the handle of the gun tucked away in my vest and looked around but found no one in sight. It was probably just a normal cop making the rounds. Lighting my cigarette, I phoned Anton for updates.
"Boss! We've—We've been ambushed!" Anton said immediately he answered.
"Wait, what are you talking about?" I stopped and clutched the cigarette between my fingers.
"Fall back! Fall back, goddamnit!" Anton said to the men in the background before replying me, "It was the cops, Boss. They were already—"
"That's enough, Ivan," the sharp voice of Detective Lopez drew me from the call and I turned to find him pointing a gun at me. "Don't think about reaching for the gun in your vest, Ivan."
I raised my arms in surrender. "What's the meaning of this, Lopez?" I asked calmly, "And why the hell is a weapon pointed at me?" I tossed my cigarette and noted the silencer fixed onto the gun.
"It’s been waiting for this moment for years and thanks to a mutual acquaintance who doesn't really like you, I'm here now.We'rehere now," he had the full expression of triumph plastered on his face.
A mutual acquaintance? The fuck?
"We are indeed, but you can't exactly arrest me, can you? I've done nothing wrong and you have nothing on me," I exhaled, as I regarded the man with pity.
"Now that's where you're wrong," he grinned, "How did your meeting with the Senator go?"
Just as I suspected.
"So-so. He wanted my advice on some architectural project of his, sort of like a recommendation. You know I have impeccable taste in such matters," I smirked, shrugging my shoulders.
"Very funny but I have your conversation with the Senator here on record," he pulled out his phone and played the last part of the conversation out.
"You know, back in the days, you were always so bright. Now, you're just so sloppy it's downright disappointing," I took out the wire he had worn on Ford from my sleeves and threw it on the ground.
"I already knew you were recording the convo, but I continued anyway. The Senator is alright, don't worry. Do you want to know why?" My voice was tranquil. His face visibly changed as he realized his plan had already been seen through.
"Because just as you were trying to lure me into a trap, I was also trying to lure you into one," I declared and dropped my hands down. He wasn't a threat to me and whatever Anton was dealing with at the site of the attack, I was certain he would manage to get out of it without a scratch.
"Hands up, Ivan!" Lopez said.
"You can't legally shoot me, detective. My gun is registered and I haven't pulled it out. I've said it numerous times, Lopez," I walked towards him, "Out of respect forJosephine, I'm not going to kill you or do anything like that. Just give me the phone and go back home to sleep. We can forget any of this ever happened."
His eyes flared up and he cocked his gun at my face. There was a madness in his countenance that triggered a fight mode in me, as I quickly noted that he was in an unstable state and could fire at any time. "Don't! Don't you dare say her name! You don't deserve to—"
I grabbed and disarmed him, kicking the gun into the dark alley. He wiggled his way out and dove into the alley. I followed behind and struggled with him, trying to incapacitate him before he could reach the gun. We grappled with each other until both of us reached for the gun and before any of us could react, the muffled sound of a gunshot quietly ripped through the air. Lopez was staring at me in shock before he slowly looked down to find his stomach bleeding from his bullet wound.
"You really are the angel of death," the detective snickered before falling to the ground.
"Liam," I said, still in shock from the accident. He was already gone. I stood up, the gun in hand, and looked at his body with a feeling of guilt and dread. Fate had a cruel way of toying with us.
Why didn't you just listen to me, Liam? Why'd you have to go on this personal mission of revenge? Even after I had sworn not to harm you.My stomach churned in disgust.
I heard something bumped against the hood of a car and I speedily turned to see a girl standing there.
