Achilles

Chapter 17 - Suprise

3 months later

The only thing I could focus on was the blonde woman on the tv that had just announced 4 bodies had been discovered in a private room of a bar.

My mind almost immediately thought of Achilles. I knew he'd killed Richard and his nephew, sure with some help off me but I couldn't immediately blame him for the murder of these men.

I'd come to the conclusion that I'd blame Achilles for all wrong doings that happened in this city since I didn't know any other criminals to blame.

I'd only thought of him briefly since the last time I saw him three months ago but each time I focused my mind on something else instead.

A part of me thought I was free, I hadn't seen or heard off him and I believed my side of the deal was done.

However the logical side of me knew that the powerful would always prey on the weak.

"The world is pretty insane isn't it" Viola spoke as she sat down next to me in the break room of the office.

She also stared at the tv waiting for more details to be released.

"It would seem so" I agreed

"Do you think they find it easy taking a life?"

I pulled my eyes away from the tv and towards Viola who I could see was deep in thought.

" I mean, do you think it bothers them? Keeps them awake at night?"

It did keep me up at night

I still had nightmares of flames consuming me the same way it did Richard and his nephew.

I couldn't help but wonder whether the same happened to Achilles.

Did he have trouble sleeping knowing he'd done wrong, he'd caused both pain and death.

Perhaps he was a true monster that enjoyed the pain he inflicted and slept soundly.

"I really don't know" I answered "it's a hard thing to understand"

"I suppose we just have to be thankful we're not involved with such people huh"

She sipped at her coffee innocently as a wash of guilt flooded through me.

"Exactly" I smiled

I hated that I had no one to talk to about what happened, I wanted to confide in someone but knew that would also mean signing their death warrant.

I couldn't allow anyone around me to die and I also couldn't pass on my guilt.

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The rest of the day went on like usual. I collected notes and worked on articles that would soon be published.

It was weird to now be the one writing rather than just taking coffee orders. I was pleased to have gotten the promotion. I needed something good to happen.

Even Derek seemed to be less of a jerk to me now, not that I offered him much time of day considering the fact that he treated me dirt on the bottom of his shoe.

Viola very much remained my favorite person in the building and she had zero competition to say the least.

I yawned loudly as I reached the front door of my home. I was tired and looking forward to an early night.

I opened the door and stepped inside shaking my coat off as I did so.

After kicking my shoes off I made my way through the living room and towards the kitchen.

Yet I stopped in my tracks when I noticed something that didn't belong to me.

Perched on my coffee table was a leather bag, it immediately gave me flashbacks to that awful night.

My heart rate immediately picked up, was there a bomb planted in this bag too?

I rushed towards it in panic but stopped when I seen the note that sat on top. I picked it up in my shaking hand.

Callie,
I need you to keep this safe for me,
Don't worry I'll come to collect it soon.
Don't let anyone find out

~A

I could believe the nerve of this man, he disappeared yet still feels the need to drag me in to his criminal activities.

My curiosity got the better of me and I found myself unzipping the bag.

My breath hitched in my throat as I stared at the silver weapon that lay in pride of place on top of a mountain of cash.

He'd left a gun and only what I could assume was the stolen money in my house.

A nervous laugh erupted from my lips. I must have been going insane to be laughing at the predicament I was currently in.

"Fuck you Achilles"

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