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My arm vibrates completely with the kick of the gun, but the shot hits its target with a disgusting sound of "crack" and an immediate splash of blood. The impact of the shot is slight, pushing muscles and bones before Jonathan has time for more than turning his face.The movement is useless, because despite the quick reflex in stretching your neck and preventing the bullet from crossing your forehead, there is still great damage at the height of the apple of your face, just below your right eye, very close to your nose.Even when Jonathan takes his hands to the blood, shouting incomprehensible words, I can see the way part of the right side of his face seems to have "getted" from his facial muscles, and the blood that shines dripping through his healed fingers. It's a hideous vision and makes my stomach turn around, but it's still not what I wanted to have happened, so I get ready to shoot again."Suzy... your whore" he roars, getting up right away and kicking my hand with the gun.Th
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The ticket takes me to a gallery. A closed large window is responsible for bathing the room with a strange white light that comes from outside, and I study the intact windows at a glance, looking for a guarantee that Jonathan had no other way to get out than the only door ahead.A trail of blood is interrupted a few steps before reaching the door, although it has formed a generous puddle in the place I am stepping on. The blood still looks fresh, and I deduce that maybe your followers found a way to stop the bleeding, keeping it safe inside the room while cleaning the way outside.I realize that they can still be very close when I return my gun to the holster on my thigh and hold only the one that belongs to Dante, adapting to the weight, and I hear noises behind the thick wooden door. Like everything I've been hearing tonight since the beginning of the carnage, they are just shouted words and appeals made in a foreign language.Taking a cautious step back and stabilizing the gun in f
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The corridor is as long and wide as all the others on the lower floors, but the door we go through leaves us at the top of the stairs to the second floor. There is no blood on the steps. They didn't even have time to walk down the hallway. Jonathan's followers were taken away, but he's here."Wait," I ask the policeman. He interrupts the steps he would take away and turns his head to look at me. "Do you have a knife?”I have rarely noticed the features of a man trained to serve to show so much annoyance. I can't censor him for wanting to prevent me from continuing to sink into this thirst for revenge. He knows I won't change my mind just by looking at my face. I must look completely crazy right now. Maybe it is.A combat knife is delivered to my hands. The handle is short and made of wood, and the sharp blade is curved, making it even more deadly dangerous. I test the "footprint" I can make with the object, changing hands and feeling the air cutting through the shiny metal. I decide i
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“Finally! "Gabby exclaims, getting up when he saw me enter the hospital waiting room. "I couldn't stand waiting for your news anymore.”Momentarily confused, I look through the unknown room, studying the space of one of the few hospitals in Washington that I never set foot in. That is, remembering the time when I lived with my father, when I could say with conviction that I spent most of my time in hospitals than in any other public place."How long have you been here?”"For a long time" she represses a tired sigh, but as strongly as she can, she quickly wraps my shoulders with her arms before pulling me against my chest. Gabby hugs me tight, causing my hospital sweater to bend uncomfortably against my body. "We were truly worried when the police lost the surprise element of the night.”"I confess that this was not one of my best plans.”Gabby moves away a few centimeters and looks at my face with peculiar caution."What exactly happened at this dinner? You may be one of the few consc
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"Do you want to know the truth, Gabby? I don't know how to act if it's not like that, being cold. Because almost two hundred people were poisoned tonight and are in critical condition, because of me. Some may survive with sequelae, others may tell the story of the day when a lunatic's ex-girlfriend put everything at risk to try to take revenge, but this is much better than the minority that died before receiving help. And I'm afraid to admit my vulnerability before I'm sure it's over.”"Seen from this angle..." weighs Gabby. "But you need to see that denial will only postpone your suffering. Cry now, if you want, don't repress the mourning inside you again, Suzy.”I give a mocking smile."Unfortunately, having a problem with my choices is not something I can control without medicine and a lot of therapy, as you already know.”A small and miserable part of me feels proud for not having an immediate response from Gabby. His physiognomy changes from a desperate hope to an eternal dismay.
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Gabby holds my face with both hands, keeping our eyes at the same height.“Heave me, Suzy. He's dead. The Brotherhood that the father and he commanded will no longer exist from tonight. He can't rule anyone seven feet from the ground. It can't affect anyone else's lives. You can't blame yourself for any of this anymore. The story between you is over, now you have to wait for Hunter's justice.”"Justice is against Hunter" my voice fails, but I repress the emotional pain with all the strength I have left."But we, the people who care about him, are next to him. We can wait as long as it takes until he is cleared, until Jon Maxwell is arrested and convicted. We can wait because Jonathan can no longer control any of us.”Without any permission, I feel my eyes burn in tears."I tried to be strong for everyone. I tried not to be afraid and not to feel what hurt me, because I knew they needed me. Penelope, Hunter, Colton, and even my brothers. But everything I do always doubles in size and n
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My tests did not detect any trace of poison or any chemical anomaly in my body, but the one that serves as proof of my pregnancy has a high concentration of the Beta HCG hormone, so the doctor in charge of the shift the day before asked me for an ultrasound for today.I’ve been awake since six o’clock in the morning because of anxiety. I am not taking any medicine, or natural tranquilizers, and sleeping at home, alone, after everything that happened, was more complicated than I expected.My father didn't sleep at home. He spent the whole night talking to people linked to the Turkish embassy right here in Washington, because, according to Gabby, questions about Hunter's visa will be completely suspended as long as his legal situation is not resolved, but if there is any chance that his family will be found, this is the ideal time, as long as he is not yet tried and convicted.As one of the witnesses and victims of Jonathan Maxwell's attempted carnage, also known worldwide as Saltuk Moh
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An employee of the house shows up and takes Gabby's empty plate, but she is very distracted looking at nothing to notice. Looking closely, she doesn't stop hitting her nails on the table, clearly swarming with some internal dilemma."Do you want to tell me something, Gabby?”"Oh, nothing..." she opens a dull smile. "It's just that two of your brothers called earlier today. In fact, only one of them called, but the two were included in the conversation.”The chair releases a soft moan when I retreat into place, abruptly attentive."Who called?”“Mikaela and Lawrence.”"I imagine that my family still watches the news," I say with a slight grudge. "There must be a lot of new curses for the daughter who always brings shame to everyone.”"Your brothers didn't seem at all embarrassed when they asked if it was too problematic for them to spend a few days here, with you," she replies in a soft tone.I'm speechless for a moment. I never stop being surprised by my family."My mother must be fre
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