Kylan Katarina was right, perhaps I was taking things a little too seriously. I was yet to make a full recovery, and putting myself through too much stress was not advisable. However, there was a lot of work to be done. My problems seemed to be piling up every passing day, and I didn't want to wait until they became too much for me to handle at once. However, taking things slowly was probably the best thing to do at the moment. I was trying to solve everything at once, and it did nothing but disorient me even more. "I'll be leaving for the hospital soon, I want to see how my father is doing." I said to Katarina who was halfway asleep. It felt great seeing her calm and chill without losing her mind over the entire situation with Joanna. It had been a traumatizing experience, but I was glad that she was slowly getting over everything that had happened. "I'll come with you," Katarina suggested, but I quickly dismissed the conversation. What she needed now was rest, and it was ver
Katarina Kylan was already awake by the time I opened my eyes. The air was chill, and everything seemed dull even though the sun was already up and shining outside. I didn't need an explanation to know that everything was the way it was because of Makayla's funeral. "Good morning.." I drawled out slowly to catch Kylan's attention. "Good morning." He replied with a smile, one that added a little life to the gloomy atmosphere. I got down from the bed and headed for the bathroom for a quick bath before joining Kylan outside. Even though the events of the day weren't a joyous one, he managed to keep a smile on his face to comfort me and make sure that I didn't feel uncomfortable in any way. After having breakfast, we both got ready for the funeral which was supposed to start by noon. The Anderson's had their own burial grounds, and everything was supposed to take place there. It took thirty minutes to get to the designated location. When we arrived, there was already a small cr
Kylan Just when I thought things were getting better, another problem had spawned out of nowhere, and now I was caught up in the middle of everything. Even though I had expected that this matter would arise sooner or later, I did not expect it to escalate the way it did. Apparently Joanna had been part of a mafia group, and her family's company had been affiliated with this group as well. According to what Diana had told me, the mafia group she had been part of didn't believe that she had died from an ordinary robbery. They believed that she had been murdered, and now they had begun sniffing around for people who might be involved with her death. According to Diana, Katarina would definitely be one of their targets. Since she was Joanna's friend, it was impossible for her to not be a suspect. Chances were that they were already looking for her, and that meant that keeping her indoors and out of danger was paramount. They probably didn't know of her location at the moment, but the
Kylan "Right now, you shouldn't worry too much about Christopher," Cole continued, his breath misting lightly in the cool evening air. "Not when you have the possible threat of an entire mafia gang coming down on you." "I get your concerns," I sighed, slipping my hands into my pockets. The weather had gotten cool rather quickly. "But I doubt Joanna was that important to warrant their entire organization coming after her killer for revenge. Regardless, I will protect my sister and Katarina at all costs." Cole chuckled slightly when I said that, as if he almost didn't believe me. When I turned to look at him, I saw that he was already moving backwards away from the metal bench we had been standing beside. "Alright then boss," he said with a quirked smile. "Be careful though. You better not end up doing something you might end up regretting." With that, he turned and headed towards the sleek silver Mercedes parked several meters away near a food stand. I stood there for a fe
Kylan I stood there for a while, balling my hands into fists as a brief flash of annoyance passed through my mind at how the effects of other people's actions were rippling down into my personal life. With a heavy exhale, I forced myself to remain calm and went into my room. There was no use getting angry now, not when everything was still going according to plan so far. I could not afford to let my temper get the better of me, not when things were still a bit hot. As I lay on my bed, my mind finally began recalling the scene from the kitchen earlier tonight. But as much as I wanted to enjoy it, Katarina's disappointed visage continued to interrupt my attempts at reminiscing about the moment. She had the right to be angry, and the situation wasn't getting any better. With a frustrated sigh, I placed my pillow over my head and shifted my thoughts towards going over my plans for dealing with any unwanted threats that might arise as a result of Joanna's death. That proved as good
Kylan At first all I could think of was smashing the brains of the man before me into the ground, but after realizing that there was no air of hostility around him, I managed to keep my plans to myself. "I'm Kylan Anderson, what do you want?" I returned coldly. It was clear that this man was one of Joanna's gang members, the snake tattoo on his neck was all I needed to see to be certain of it. If he was one of them, why wasn't he doing something? Was this part of a big plan? Or could I just be overthinking everything? He took a step forward, and in response, my hands instinctively curled into a fist, ready to attack at any minor inconvenience. Realizing that I was not receiving him very well, he raised his hands in a gesture of submission before dropping the cigarette in between his fingers to the ground. "If you're really Kylan Anderson, then it's probably best that I tell you not to move any further. You might think you're strong enough, but I promise you that you're no
Kylan The price wasn't surprising one bit, if anything I had probably expected more. "How long will it take you to carry out the deal?" I inquired for clarification. I was not about to pay this stranger a million dollars only for him to waste a full year in taking care of a deal that should have been done in weeks. "I can in a day, maybe a week. It all depends on how fast you're going to pay." I nodded, clearly aware that this would be the situation. "You'll have your payment as soon as the job is done. Half up front, the other half when I have proof it's completed. "Leave me with your bank account number, you will get it as soon as I'm home." I left Marco with my phone number before getting into my vehicle. I needed to get home as soon as I could. The warnings I had received meant nothing, getting to Katarina and Diana and ensuring that they were safe meant everything to me, a couple of gang members were not about to stop me. My drive home was a bit reckless, but I managed
Kylan The most annoying part of all this was that I was hindsight, I should have seen this coming. My instincts had warned me that Marco was nothing but a conniving snake when I had met him in that parking lot. Hell, the bastard himself basically admitted that all he cared about was money. If he was willing to betray a dangerous Mafia group, then it would stand to reason that he would also double cross me as well. That was part of the reason why I had only offered to pay half the money upfront. But now, the little thief had the gall to attempt to blackmail me. I had to give him credit for being dedicated enough to follow me all the way back to where I live. Although that too was a mistake on my part. It did not matter much though, not anymore at least. Marco had no idea who he was messing with. Or maybe he did, and he just didn't care. Maybe he wanted to be a leech, an irremovable parasite that lived and survived by feeding on the big fish in the water. Well then, it was time