All Chapters of SniperShot: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Lilith’s POV “So what do you want to do today?” I moan at the sound of Arthur’s voice plunging me from sleep. I am so tired. I need more sleep. The past couple of days were draining. Physically and emotionally. If I have to hear one more gunshot or be scared for my life for one more minute I might just kill myself. I open my eyes at the realisation of my last thought. “Anything that doesn’t have to do with somebody losing a life over.” I cringe at my own words. This has become part of my daily routine. Someone dies. We run. I survive. “I was thinking… shopping.” I smile as I sit up from the couch which has become my new bed. I cannot seem to sleep all alone in the enormous house of Arthur’s and I can’t expect to sleep in his bed with him. So I sleep on the couch in the living room and I noticed him sleeping on the other couch although he always seem to be awake before me and going up to his room as if he didn’t fall asleep next to me on the couch and moved over to the other couch du

Isabella’s POV My stomach tightens as little drops of sweat covers my body. My breathing gets worse and I could almost feel my heart getting tachy against my rib case as Viktor paces up and down in front of me and Feodor. He told me not to come with him and let him handle this alone, but I couldn’t. We might not be assigned together, but in my little mind we are a team. “So your boyfriend over here tells me you lost your phone.” Viktor takes as close stand in front of me. So close that I can smell his dark oak center cologne. He was dressed ever so neatly like he always was in his freshly pressed disgner branded suits and extremely overpriced leather shoes. The man was dressed in a million dollars, but even though he had all the money in the world, the world he wanted will always be out of his reach. He was too successful and accomplished to have it all. “Yes, sir. I am sure it will turn up.” I reply using every inch of self control left in my body to not glance over to Feodor whos

There was only silence surrounding me. That and the cold and dark that I woke up to. "Hello?" I scream, but my only answer is the echoe of voice bouncing if the walls back at me. I blink my eyes a few times trying to adjust them to the dark, but there was not even a small shiver of light illuminating the outlines of wherever I was trapped. "Hey! Mister Bodyguard!" I try again to avail. I need to pee. My body suddenly reminds me of my basic human needs and I start feeling and touching my surroundings, slowly moving to my right side when I feel something around my left leg preventing me to take my leg with me and my hands immediately wonder towards it when my fingers touch the cold hard metal chain around my leg. 'What the fuck? They chained me to something like a fucking dog. What is wrong with this people?' I quickly move towards my left as far as I could trying to get an idea of how much I could move and if there was anything else in the dark room, maybe a bowl or if I am lucky a to

Lilith’s POV “You said no one can enter without consent.” I remind Isabella of another lie as she takes a seat on the bed, next to me.“I know, I know, but it has been 3 days.” She chirp. She sounds happy, good for her. “You need to take a bath and get your wounds checked.” She was right, although I wouldn’t have admitted it aloud. Maybe denying the doctor entry was a bit harsh. He wasn’t nasty to me, but he is one of them. I remind myself. “I brought your clean clothes.” She jumps from the bed before throwing a bag onto the bed, My bag. This isn’t as fancy as you have grown used to nowadays she points to the designer clothing I was currently wearing, but at least it’s yours.” She shrug starting to remove the contents of the bag.“You get to leave?” I question her popping myself up on the bed, my ribs was feeling a lttle better and my face was not that swollen anymore. The bruising was already starting to grow yellow-ish.“You will be able to leave to, once you decide to get up.” She

Arthurs POV “She doesn’t want to see you.” Issy repeats as she eye the last French fry on my plate. She used to do this since we were children. I hated it, but have grown used to it over the years. Now it was only a flaw of her's that I endured. “Take it.” I order giving her permission to take the fucking thing, my voice harsher sounding than I initially intended. I do not know why she didn’t just order herself a plate as she ate most of my plate anyways. It doesn’t even matter, I wasn’t hungry. I came to the diner to meet her with only one purpose in mind. Lilith. “Why are you doing this this?” “It is not my words or anyone else’s. She doesn’t want to see you. She didn’t give me any reason to why she won’t see you and I have to go now.” Issy lick the salt from her finger tip. “Theodor has probably sent out a search party for me by now…” The conversation I had with Issy plays over and over again in my head as I stand behind the bathroom door waiting for Issy and Feodor to get