Chapter 36 (2/2)
His innocent smile faded in a second and turned into something ferocious.
The Sniper drooped her head down and maintained her sight with Marcus's legs.
Even though it was their strictest rule, there was no way she would sabotage a slight hope of living a few breaths more for an useless crew rule.
”The Letter..It said...to capture the G Orno Family and especially The Elder Son”
She hesitated for a second but forced herself to speak out.
”Go on, continue”
”There was nothing else except the target address and the final payment amount on the rest of the letter”
She finished her sentence and laid back on to the ground exhausted.
Marcus felt something heavy inside his chest. His heart was pumping harder than usual.
”I knew it”
Marcus whispered to himself.
From the day he had returned from the Dungeons to his Home, which was yesterday, He had felt as if something or someone was watching him or knew he was here. It was as if that person behind this was waiting for his arrival. He remembered he had reached Krozon in the evening around 4 pm. He remembered the clock tower strike 4 in the evening when he passed through the town to his home.
”Wait!”
Marcus jolted up from the chair and the lady sat up with a jolt in front of him, forgetting all of her post one sided battle exhaustion. The Chair flew into the woods and a small thump echoed from there.
”Tell me...When did that assasination contract arrive?”
”Eh?”
The sniper wondered and puzzled but thought hard about the contract for her and her crew's sake.
Her memory connected itself to yesterday evening. She imagined her walking towards the stone wall and sliding it open slowly. The letter was there, right in front of her boots. She remembered picking it up and opening it slowly.
She read the contract carefully and remembered the words perfectly. Cloy (The One Leg broken dude who impersonated our little Evy) had called her from downstairs at that time.
She focused and remembered how she slid the rock wall close and bounced her way back downstairs, taking a quick peek at the clock on the rock wall in front of her. It said...
”YESTERDAY!!! AT 3.58 PM!!!”
Marcus's eyes opened wide. He had guessed it right, he did have a stalker. But didn't know why the stalker went after him. He was caught by surprise and he rubbed his chin in thought. He was sweating a bit too, but his sweatshirt absorbed it quick.
There was a lot going inside his mind now as mysteries flushed its ABCD down his way. He shook of his thoughts and struggled to clear his mind.
Soon.
His surprised face turned into a smiling scowl as his eyes glowed blood red.
”Whatever!. Atleast now I'll get a decent challenger”
Marcus grinned as he turned his back to the assassins. He raised both of his hands into the air.
The Shirt he had thrown before spread itself right before it landed on top of him and slid perfectly into his arms.
Marcus pulled it to him and shook his hands a single time. He wiped off the sweat from his forehead and turned his head towards the assassins.
He thought for a second. What was he supposed to do with them now?.
After a minute of deep thinking Marcus broke the silence with a chuckle.
”Why don't you guys...”
Marcus paused midway and turned his whole body towards them. His hands in his pockets and his shirt wide open sticking to his sides. He manipulated the air around him to settle his hair.
”Work for me?”
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