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"If I'm worthless, then why would it matter if you let me slip?" I ask him.

"It simply makes you a asset."

A look of confusion forms over my face.

"We can do whatever we want to you and make you do whatever we want without it mattering, because you don't matter." He explains with me still over the ledge.

"Why did you pick me?"

"A dare."

"So-" I chuckle, almost thinking this is a joke it's so stupid. "I'm here, because of a dare?"

"That, and a few other things."

"Like what?"

"You're questions are gonna get you killed."

"What?" I ask to annoy him.

"Do you think you're funny Ace?" His jaw clenches, I feel my waist fall a little bit more, my head starts to pound from the blood flow.

"A little bit yeah." I struggle to get out as his grip gets stronger, making me giggle to myself. "You have nothing to threaten me with, nothing to do with all the power and strength you think you have."

He suddenly whips me up by the neck so my back met the railing again. "Yeah?"

I squint my eyes as my body adjusts from being up side down for so long.

"We'll see about that." He smirks, still pressed up against me, "You'll cave in two seconds."

"What makes you so sure?"

"Because I know everything about you."

"How did my sister die?"

"She was 13. Murdered."

I click my tongue against the roof of my mouth and shake my head. "She committed suicide."

He gives me a soft hum and tilts his head down towards mine. "Aren't you full of surprises?"

"Apparently."

"That will only get you so far. If you can be smart for once, you'll know what's good for you and shut that pretty little mouth of yours."

I cock my head to the side. "But what's the fun in that?"

His jaw clenches as he nails his hands to my wrists, holding them against the railing, "You have 3 days to kill him." He tells me, changing the subject.

"I don't want to kill an innocent man."

"It's not wether you want to or not, you have too."

I look down at my feet, the thought of doing that just sickened me to my core. "Harry-"

"Can you just shut the fuck up? I know you are weak and scared and shit but just suck it up."

I look back at my, a lump forming in my throat from his words, "I just- fine."

He smirks and presses his body against me harder looking down at my chest making me dodge my head to the right. "There is a certain way I need you to kill him though."

What? My head fogs up as I look back to him a just an inch away from my face.

"What um-" I clear my throat, "do you mean?"

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