Chapter 8

• I crumpled the paper just as my heartbeat increased in a thousand folds, those fools are gonna pay for this. I swear it on Nicole’s innocent head.
• “Let’s get out of here.” I said to Lucas without turning around as I stepped over the still alive but drugged up or injured bodies lying around on the cold tiled floor.
• “Hey! What about me? What are you guys anyways? Y’all are assassins? Oh! You were supposed to capture the kid with the white hair and I dunno, kill him maybe? Holy shit...” The injured man continued to list out more absurd things he felt we came into the gym to do, but he was the least of my problems at the moment.