Page 18 of Cruel Promise


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“Two seconds.”

He chooses to be an idiot.

His hand swoops towards his gun but I’ve already taken aim. I pull the trigger and his strangled cry echoes across the empty lot. He grabs hold of his stump of a right wrist with his uninjured hand and holds it up to the light. It’s spouting blood in every direction.

Like I said—I’m a great fucking shot.

I sigh and let my weapon dangle by my side as I saunter closer. “I’m disappointed. I thought you looked like the smarter one. It’s why I chose to kill him instead of you.”

He’s still gawking at the bloody sewer where his hand once was. Even when his legs give out and he drops to his knees, he doesn’t look away. The only indication that he’s even aware I’m there is that he flinches away when I step up to him.

“I’m not a patient man. Nor am I a merciful one,” I growl. “But I’m willing to make an exception tonight—foryoursake. Tell me who sent you.”

His eyes slide up to mine. They’re wide with disbelief but there’s a little anger creeping in, too. He scowls darkly. “Y-you’re gonna kill me anyway…”

I shrug. “Maybe I will. Maybe I won’t. If you tell me, there’s a chance you might get to live. You might as well play those odds tonight. It’s the most important gamble you’ll ever make.”

His skin is patchy and pale. It looks even worse with all the sweat and blood dripping down his face.

“I-I’ve got kids, man,” he tries.

I squat down in front of him and clutch his destroyed hand. His scream echoes into the empty, unforgiving night.

I look him right in the eye, my voice low and menacing. “Those aremykids up there. Those aremykids you’re after.”

Every muscle in his face is spasming uncontrollably. “I-I didn’t know that, man…fuck… please, please… Aaaarghhh!”

I squeeze his hand until his tears mix with the sweat. He begs for mercy but I’m fresh out tonight.

“An attempt was made on my boy this evening,” I explain to him conversationally, without letting go of his hand. “Those men refused to talk, too, just like you. Now, they’re dead. I gave them the same choice I’m giving you now. Time to choose better than they did.”

He clenches his teeth and I see blood mingling with his saliva. Lights approach from the distance.

That’ll be the clean-up crew. It’s up to thismudakwhether their services are needed or not.

“If I talk, h-he’ll kill me…”

Honestly, it’s shocking to me that Adrik can inspire this kind of fear. I might have been impressed if I weren’t so damn furious.

“Iwill kill you,” I promise him. “And I’m much, much closer to you right now.”

If this idiot tenses any more, he’s going to pop his eyeballs right out.

“You have one second,” I inform him.

“I ca—”

I pull the trigger, cutting off his refusal prematurely. The bullet lodges itself in his heart and his eyes go glassy almost instantly. I push him onto the asphalt and get to my feet with disgust.

“Piece of shit,” I mutter.

When I look up towards door number four, I catch sight of Emma’s face at the window. She’s staring down at me, the horrified whites of her eyes visible even from here.

Headlights pull into the half-empty lot, drowning out Emma’s silhouette with their glare. Kirill leaps out and jogs over to me.

“Dammit. Looks like I missed all the fun.”

I use the seat of my pants to wipe off the sticky blood on my hand. “Fucker refused to talk.”

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