All Chapters of His Ungodly Touch: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

It is a perfect shot and the man drops to the ground as soon as the bullet makes contact with his forehead. Panic awakens and everyone seems to be running for some form of cover. They don’t need to worry, the person I came for is already singing with the angels, or let’s say, dancing in the flames of hell.I withdraw my weapon and I place it back into the golf bag as quickly as possible. I need to be out of here because the police would be here in about ten minutes or less.I clear the sniper nest that I made and I place everything back into my backpack.I then jog towards the staircase that would help me exit the rooftop. When I reach it, I descend it two at a time and in no time, I am already on the floor that the construction workers were.But the coast is clear, no one seems to be here. I believe they have all gone to check out the commotion across the street, or they are hiding for their own lives thinking that the sniper is still a

Oliver, the detective falls to the ground with a thud and he clutches his leg; specifically his thigh, for it is where I shot him.The gun he was holding is now a few feet away from him as he groans in pain.I walk closer to him and I kick the gun further away.He lets out strings of cusses as blood gushes out of the wound. Looking at the wound, I can tell that it is a perfect shot.It went right through.The bullet I shot him with is also a couple of feet from him.“Stop whining, you would be fine.” I say to him as I walk towards the kitchen to fetch a cloth so he can press it against the wound.When I return, I hand the cloth to him as I direct him.“Fold it and apply pressure to the wound by pressing the cloth at where I shot you.” I say and he does exactly as I instruct him to do.I kneel down and I apply more pressure to the wound by using the cloth and he winces.“Like that, okay?” I say

It truly is Spencer Young. I don’t want to lie, this guy songs are exceptional, and I am; let’s say, almost a fan of him.“Hi.” He says with a rough masculine smile.Instead of giggling with glee or showing any hint of excitement, my facial expression is deadpan.“What do you want?” I ask in a bored tone. He looks nervous and he clears his throat.“Well, I need your help, I am in danger.” He says, and I chuckle.“If that’s so, then I think you got the wrong number, champ. This is not 911.” I reply to him and he sighs.His eyes are filled with worry and another emotion that I can’t seem to decipher.“Please, it’s not for free, I am going to pay you.” He speaks and then he looks around him, almost as if he is scared that someone could walk in on him while making this call.I stare at him for a while and I finally give in. At least I know it’s actually him and not some detective trying to set a trap

For second my mind becomes blank and I just stare at him. But then he speaks,“Top of the morning to you.” His voice is soft, as if he is trying his best not to upset me in any way.He hands the bouquet of flowers to me and I can already smell them even though I have not received them from him yet.“I bought these for you. I don’t know your favorite, so I just bought you every kind that I could get my hand on.” He explains and butterflies dance in my belly.“Why are you here?” I clear my throat and I manage to ask.“Oh, um, I came with Chad. He should be on his way upstairs any minute, he stopped to get us all coffee.” Robert tells me, and I reply with a small, “oh.”Instead of verbally telling him to come in, I only walk back in the house and I leave the door open.I hear his footsteps as he enters and closes the door.I enter the living room and I sit on the hardwood floor. Robert walk towards me and does the

“Oh my gosh.” I say in shock as my eyes land on the face of the person in the chair.I would have never thought.“Henry?” Chad asks incredulously.The amount of questions and confusion going through my head is mind blowing.“Why do you seem so surprised?” Henry asks me as he chuckles.“But, how is this possible? So you’re telling me that you’re Jacob Reigns?” I ask him and he wets his lips.“In the flesh.” He replies.“Let me help you understand...how do you think I am so wealthy?” He asks.“Because you work your butt off.” I respond and he shrugs lightly.“Yeah, that, but I also have a dark side that brings me the cash more quickly. I created this alias, Jacob Reigns, so that I can fully do whatever naughty illegal thing I wanted to do; and it worked so perfectly.” “And no one could tell your identity because you were hiding in plain sight. No one would expect Henry who works with the queen of England to be one of the most notorious mafia bosses in America.” I say and Henry claps fo