The Ghost

24. BULL-FUCKING-SHIT

Before the graduation test 

"Hey Mark!" Domino calls from downstairs. 

Mark, who has been trying to get some work done in his office, rolls his eyes. He has been waiting for this conversation for a few days now. The excitement in her voice, tells him exactly what this is about: Galaxy. 

Standing up from his chair, he stretches his body a bit, before making his way downstairs, calling, "Yes Mother?"

A flicker of annoyance flashes across her face at the word 'Mother' but she tells herself that it's just how Mark talks. "You and I need to have a conversation about tomorrow ok?"

"What about it?" Mark asks, even though he knows what it's all about. 

"Well sit down first honey."

Mark hides his smirk at her awkwardness, trying his best to not let on that he knows exactly what's going on. 

Once he's seated on the couch in the study, with the doors closed to keep others from listening in, Domino jumps straight in, "it's about your sister."

"Which one?" Mark asks gruffly. 

Domino winces at the slight hostility in her son's voice, "Galaxy, she… there's… oh I'll just say it… she is taking a test today and if she fails it she will never be coming home, but if she passes she will be home tomorrow night or the day after."

Mark gets a look of confusion on his face, "But why won't she come home ever again?"

"Well the only way to pass the test would be to kill all the others in the test before they can kill you, so I wanted to prepare you for the phone call I will be getting tomorrow."

"Shit! If she doesn't come back I blame you and Father for putting her there! She didn't deserve it. She was a fucking child! At 5 years old I wouldn't be surprised if she had forgotten all of us!" Mark screams at his mother. 

Domino cries, knowing she has lost the love of not only her daughters, but also her oldest son. As Mark stands to leave, she falls to her knees balling. He doesn't even spare her a glance before walking out with a huge smirk on his face. 

Galaxy had told him her plan weeks ago and he knew that his mother would get a call saying she was dead by the end of the day. When he got back upstairs, the phone Galaxy had sent him rang. There was a message with a smiley face. “Not long now till she gets that call.” he mutters to himself. 

While waiting, he decides to put in a call to the men he sent to help her, Shawn and Ricky. “Hey Shawn, how’s everyone doing?” He says the minute the phone is picked up. 

“Oh hey boss! Well the groups are somewhat glaring at each other, but so far we are being civil. Everyone knows G would kill us all if we messed up any part of this plan.” Shawn answers quietly. He’s trying to give off the aura of a boss, but he can’t exactly convince everyone if they know he’s talking to his boss. 

“So true! She wouldn’t even give you a chance to explain yourself, you’d be dead in a second.” Mark muses in a proud voice. 

Shawn starts to tremble at the sincerity in his voice, flinching when Ricky puts his hand on Shawn’s shoulder asking for the phone, “Hey boss Ricky wants to talk to you.”

After the grunt of consent from Mark, he hands Ricky the phone glad that he doesn’t have to talk anymore. 

Ricky tries to take on an air of being a professional, but whines out, “Are you sure I can’t do anything to others here?”