Author: Claire Adams
Category: Young Adult
Go to read content:https://readnovelfree.com/p/30247_22
I refused to budge. Instead, I simply moved my legs a few inches to the side so that Mila could sit down on the edge of the bed. She groaned in frustration and sat down beside me.
“Why are you here?”
“Something was bothering you down there. I want to know what it was.”
Mila seemed hesitant. “Have you actually… killed men?” she asked at last.
I paused. “Well… they were bad guys,” I said.
Check out the best interactive novels on Whispers: Interactive stories.
“That’s your justification?” she asked incredulously.
“I think it’s a pretty good one actually,” I said. “They were bad guys who were doing illegal shit.”
“And you don’t?”
“Don’t what?”
“You don’t do illegal shit?” Mila asked.
“No, we don’t,” I said. “That’s not what we were ever about. My father made sure of it.”
“But you have killed men?”
“Men who’ve had it coming.”
Mila shook her head. “And the police?”
“The police,” I scoffed. “Who do you think is behind half the cover-ups in this town?”
“Because they work for Godwin?” Mila asked.
“Half of them do,” I nodded. “And the other half are scared that they’ll lose their jobs if the higher ups know how badly out of control shit is down in this neck of the woods. So they contain it to a point, and allow us to sort out business on our own terms. To the general public, we’re seen as gang members, a dangerous menace to society. If a gang member dies, it’s not like anybody cares.”
“I would care,” Mila said unexpectedly.
I turned to her, wondering if that unexpected bout of compassion was directed towards me. “You would?” I asked, with raised eyebrows.
She seemed to get self-conscious all of a sudden. “Of course,” she nodded. “My brother is a part of that group.”
“Oh… right.”
Of course she was thinking about her brother. It was stupid of me to have thought otherwise. “I should go,” I said, standing up.
Mila stood with me. “I… I thought we could train tonight.”
“Tonight?” I repeated. “That doesn’t work for me. I’ll be out tonight.”
“Oh,” Mila said, and she sounded disappointed. “Where are you going?”
“A lot been happening these last few days,” I said, wondering if I could get a reaction out of her. “I need a good fuck to release some stress.”
I saw her expression turn hard immediately, and I almost smiled at her reaction. “Seriously?” she said bitingly.
“Yeah,” I nodded, with a shrug. “Do you have a problem with that?”
“Who do you plan on fucking?” Mila asked, ignoring my question completely.
“Whomever,” I said uncaringly. “I don’t give a shit who she is… all I need is a warm and willing body for a couple of hours.”