Nova
17|What The Fuck
"What?" Clementine asks for the second time, her brows pinched together.
"Grayson's dead...I think." I sigh, following her into her huge house.
"What do you mean, you think?" She scoffs, opening another door and letting me enter first.
When I do, I'm met with a huge wall of faces. Some have a knife through them others have been stuck with thick black duck tape. Red string is everywhere, creating a maze of string. No beginning and no end. I turn to her with a raised brow.
"That's just my hit list. Ignore it." She waves a hand at me and falls into a leather sofa, her loyal dogs sitting at her feet.
"Kelly was manipulated and kidnapped by the scorpios which led to us rescuing her." I start off, leaning against the large desk. "What we didn't know was that the scorpios were planning to use Kelly as bait to trap us, even more so, Grayson." I let out a deep sigh, a heavy weight on my chest as I tell the story. "The whole place was going down, I tried to get him out..." I trail off, turning my head to the side not wanting her too see me weak.
"He didn't make it." I finish.
When I turn back to her she looks unfazed. I wasn't expecting anything different, after all she had no feelings towards Grayson at all. His death to her her is nothing.
"Did you see his body?" She asks.
I pull a face at her question. "I saw the building explode. I watched as the fire took over." I exaggerate, shaking my head at her.
She rolls her eyes at me. "That's not what I asked. I asked, did you see a body?" She says the words slowly, mocking me.
"What are you even talking about, I was at his fucking funeral!" I raise my voice and her dogs straitened up, growling at me.
She holds her hand out and they calm down. "Nova, did you see a fucking body, yes or no?"
I stay quiet, my jaw clenched. "No. I didn't see his body." I mutter.
"Let's start there then. No body, no death." She shrugs.
"Are you fucking serious?" I ask, appalled by her theory.
She sighs and looks at me. "You are the one who came to me for answers. No one can be dead without a body. Without one you're just missing." She stands up and walks towards the bored of faces she has.
"You see all these people?" She points towards the ones with a knife in there head. I nod my head silently. "All these people have been killed. I've seen there body, I saw the life drain from there eyes." As she speaks, I start to get what she's trying to say.
"You saw them die." I say mostly to myself.
"Exactly. You never saw him die, Nova. All we need to do is find out if he really is where we think he is."
I look at her confused. "Where do we think he is?" I ask.
She turns to me smirking. "Six feet under."
Fucking hell.
***
I stare at my hands, transfixed at the dirt covering my skin. I feel my head spin, my breaths shallow and my throat dry.
"Come on, boss." I hear clem sigh.
I swallow and look at the same place I laid him to rest. Where this was all supposed to end. Instead, a pile of dirt lays beside his grave which is getting deeper and deeper by the shovel. I hear footsteps coming closer towards me and I feel clem's hand come down onto my shoulder.
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