"What do you want?!" Helen snapped even as she took a step back, leaning against her car as she glared warily at the goons around her, as well as at Clark and Gable."What do we want, you ask?" Clark shook his head even as he strode up, brandishing his steel bat threateningly at Helen's face. "Well, you really are a beauty up close. Killing you right away is a real waste… why not let the boys have some fun, Gable?"As the goons around them laughed sleazily, Clark grinned sinisterly. "I remembered everything you said at the dinner! Don't you think you should be apologizing now, huh?!" It was late into the night, and they were in the middle of nowhere—it was the perfect opportunity for a perfect murder.And yet, Helen was not afraid at all, even snapping coolly, "Apologize? Really? What you've done has only further earned you the title of prick."Helen's tough reaction actually gave Clark pause. He turned to look into Helen's car and was relieved to see no one else inside.Gable
As Clark, Gable, and their goons encircled Luna and Helen, Luna was left stammering, "Uncle Clark? Uncle Gable? What…?"Having heard the ladies' exchange, Gable applauded Helen, even smiling. "Not bad! I'm surprised you can see that… I guess Gavin admired you for a reason. Hell, you might really become quite something if you were allowed to grow.""Uncle Gable…?" Luna muttered even as realization struck her.It might have just been a suspicion earlier, but even Gable was basically admitting to it now that she, Luna, had been used like a tool.And now that she had served her purpose, both her and Helen would be silenced.Even as she glared at Clark and Gable in disbelief, she bellowed, "Why?! Why are you doing this?! W-Weren't we're in on this together?! How could you—""We're in on this together? Says who?" Clark shot her a glare of disdain, chuckling. "We'd be exposed if we really kept a dumbass like you around. Also, were you really actually hoping to be the next head of the
Naturally, the drowsy man who alighted was none other than Frank himself.Helen was no fool—everything about this was suspicious, as not only did Luna call her in the middle of the night, but she was also telling Helen to hurry back to Laneville.If Mark was really looking for her, he would have asked Gavin to make contact.While Helen was afraid to ask, she thought about it and decided to bring Frank along.He just happened to be sleepy and was lying down for a nap on the backseat, which in turn kept him out of sight.However, while Clark, Gable, and their goons were taken aback as Frank alighted, Clark soon recovered. Leering at Frank gleefully, he chuckled. "Oh, Helen… So that's your lowlife ex-husband, huh?""Highwaymen… blocking the road?" Frank was jolted to his senses by Clark's mocking and pointed at himself blankly. "Lowlife ex-husband? You mean me?""Hahaha… Look around you. Is there anyone else here?"Clark, Gable, and their goons were all laughing at Frank's del
Secrecy was unnecessary at this point, and Gable was even laughing darkly. "Yes, we burnt down your shitty farm resort. I don't mind telling you that since you're both dying here!""I see." Frank turned to glance at Helen's car before smiling at her. "The car camcorder is on, right? Is what they said recorded?""Yeah." Helen nodded, hiding a smile behind her palm.She was surprised Frank was cunning enough to think of that.Moreover, she was not afraid at all anyway—if the goons and thugs of Morhen could not even reach him, Clark and Gable's friends certainly would not.On the other hand, Gable did a double take in surprise after hearing that his words were recorded.However, he soon regained his confidence and snapped coolly, "So what if you recorded us? We'd just have to kill you and set fire to your car. We won't leave any evidence, so no one would know a thing!""I see… You've really thought this through!" Frank smacked himself on the forehead dramatically but soon narrowe
Frank stood his ground, waiting.As the first goon swung his machete, he suddenly moved as fast as lightning when the tip of the blade was inches from his nose.Helen could not see what he did, but the goon was suddenly screaming and on his knees, his machete already in Frank's hand.Even before the goon could catch his breath, he screamed even as he watched Frank raise his foot. "N-No!!!"Nonetheless, Frank sent him flying with a kick, leaving his chest sunken and no longer able to scream.He was clearly dead!Clang!At the same time, Frank had nonchalantly raised the machete behind himself, parrying the machete of another goon trying to blindside him.He pivoted and punched the goon in the head so hard that he smashed it in.While he did, he did not forget to kick another goon in the shin, breaking his leg!Crack!"Argh!" The goon dropped his weapon and tried to flee despite the limp, but he suddenly heard the sound of metal piercing flash.He paused, looked down to find
Clark was trembling in fear even as he looked at Frank's smile. The man could kill without flinching, and he looked no different from the reaper.While Clark had himself been involved in murder and other felony, it had never been one-sided like it was with Frank.It certainly left him traumatized…"S-Stay where you are!" he bellowed, whipping out a dagger out of nowhere as he grabbed Luna and pressed the dagger against her throat. "Or I'll kill her!"Even as Clark's blade broke skin and drew blood, Frank was shrugging at his meek threat. "Did you really think I'd care if she lives?"Luna turned pale as she trembled endlessly, her speech unintelligible even as she begged Frank for help. "P-Please… Save me…""Hey now." Frank snorted, shaking his head and continuing toward Clark. "You really shouldn't ask me for anything, Luna—you know better than anyone what you've done to me and Helen. Also, you're the one who set this trap and willingly fell into it. Can't blame anyone for that,
"No… No!!!"Even as Gable started to climb into his car, he had thought he could escape, but only for Frank to drag him back.He struggled violently even as his hope to escape became a pipe dream, but it was naturally pointless.Frank even broke one of his arms—the same thing he did with Clark, rendering him immobile."Now, let me think… what should I do with you two?"Frank rubbed his chin, watching as both Gable and Clark lay limply on the ground before turning to glance at Helen in her car.Naturally, he was plenty considerate toward her since he would not allow mooks like these two to live otherwise.However, they were Helen's uncles and Mark's sons—executing both on the spot was really too much."Please, Mr. Lawrence! Just let us go… It's all Gable's idea!" Clark exclaimed through tears and shudders, brotherhood be damned as he sold out his brother right then and there. "He planned the arson on the farm too… he said that everything in the family will be ours if we get the
"Fine. In that case…"Frank turned to Helen as they planned how they would get Clark and Gable back to Laneville.That was when Luna suddenly shrieked, "Die!!!""Gurk—!"Frank turned, and was left gaping in shock.Luna had picked up a machete from god-knows-where and had swung it at Clark's neck while Frank's back was turned.Even Clark could not react in time.Blood welled up in his mouth as he stared in disbelief at the wheezing Luna, even as she hacked off three quarters of his neck.His eyes widened and twitched endlessly, but he was clearly going to die."What are you doing?!" Frank bellowed—he had just decided to take the brothers back to Laneville, only for Luna to murder Clark!Luna was still wheezing, but soon dropped on her rump as she laughed maniacally."Hahaha! Serves you right! Serves you right for fucking lying to me!" Luna kept cursing at Clark even as he lay dead, his eyes wide opened.While Frank remained silent, Gable panicked at his brother's death and c