Patience

The Last Chapter

Hardin's Pov

I see fear...

I see terror...

I see blurring sanity...

The same one I saw in her eyes.....

The same one when she saw the burning car.

I take a slow drag of my blunt, calming me, so that I don't pull the trigger before I get my answer... But I doubt this is going to help.

My Patience is wearing thin, I will give in to this Indulgence if this fucking prick doesn't speak fast.

I flick the blunt to get rid of the ashes on the burning end. I hiss a little as the still fiery scrapes fall on my torn knuckles.

Pussy, well deserved.

I blow the scrapes off and focus back on his petrified orbs.

I see myself.

I see the devil.

I see the Vulture.

The one they have woken up because they dared again...

My chest tightens as I feel familiar rage and my nose flares.

"You have one fucking chance... Tell me who is working along with that bitch...." I ask through gritted teeth as I keep the man steady at my gun point. The nozzle directly touching his Adam's apple...

" Speak the fuck up" I scream pressing the nozzle against his throat and he visibly flinches....

"P-Please don't k-kill me Sir... " the scared prick wales as the fear of death starts to engulf him... " I...I have f-family...." He dares to utter.

Family.

I break at that. I break into a sinful chuckle stretching it into a vindictive laughter....

I take a drag of my blunt again to stop myself at the edge of being brutal. With one last smirk I retreat my gun back and lean back into the plush sofa of my meeting room.

He immidiately scoots or crawls back sighing in relief but still scared because he knows, he better not let loose when I have my claws on him.

" Given that, I have proof that you were the one who planted the explosive, I reckon you know a lot about me, Yeah??" I ask him cocking my brows up, taking another calming drag.

The dumb wipes off some tears and nods violently.

" So I assume you know who Hazel was..." I ask as my heart breaks for the millionth time uttering her name.

The fools makes the mistake of remaining silent this time and stares back at me.

In a flash I point and shoot, but deliberately missing his body. He screams in fear. Terror radiating off his entire body...

" When I ask, you fucking answer.. " I bellow out...

" Yes yes yes. I knew her... Sir I knew..." He blabbers like a spineless fool...

" She was killed and you know how..."

He nods violently at that again.

" They planned same with Theresa ..." I inform him as my throat starts to clench .. I immidiately collect myself back... " The plan failed but they took her family." I say while I fiddle with gun in my hands...

Fire burns through as I speak.
Even saying this sentence, make me wants me to pull the trigger but still I control and look up at him.

His pale face of realisation gives me a little peace. Very little.