Chapter 20 | Goodbyes

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Kings POV

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Kings POV

I fixed my glasses on my face as my phone rang continuously. I saw Reid's name on the screen and I flipped over my phone on the table. I lifted my head up to the man that was sitting before me.

I leaned back against the wall as he tugged on the rope that held his hands together, blood covering his face. "Tsk tsk, you know." I pushed myself off of the wall and walked closer to him tapping my pistol against my lap. "My father, yeah he killed yours for lying about the girls he was trafficking through underground Germany. Ironically I find you here in Italy."

"Look man I have nothing to do with what my father did just let me go." He was quick to say, yet his eyes were never leaving the pistol. So I pressed it against his temple. "Are you scared of dying but doing this shit to girls?" He was shaking in fear as my phone rang again, I put my finger on the trigger speeding up the process. "Berlin, downtown Berlin."

"See not so hard." He took a breath of relief. "But I never said you were off the hook." And I took a clean shot to his head. I turned back around and picked up the phone which I called Reid back. "What?" I questioned unfazed as I cleaned the barrel of the gun.

"You said you'd go to day four with me, where are you?" I did say that. I left the body as I walked out of the abandoned home and got into my car. Pushing my glasses father up my nose as blood smudged the Lenses. "I'm a compulsive liar, Reid." He sighed and I could already see the eye roll he wanted to give me. "So your not going?" He questioned and I pulled off. "Nope, you have fun though." I said quickly. "Well when you change your mind you know where it's at." I hung up, stubborn on the fact of not going.

Sitting in my driveway I removed my glasses and changed into my contacts. I preferred them over my glasses and they were faster. I tucked my gun into the side of my seat before getting out and locking my car. Guess I'm going to Berlin tomorrow morning.

Francesca's Point of View

"Sure but where did you find that big of a ruler?" Giovanni asked as we got out of the car and I swung a yardstick ruler over my shoulder. "Moms room, along with the clothes." He took my hand as we walked behind everyone else. "If you were a teacher you would get fired for what your wearing." I looked down at the buttoned up shirt that I cut into a cropped shirt which also wasn't buttoned all the way.

"Always talking back that's why you stayed in detention." He laughed at my comment before I let go of his hand and ran between Jocelyn and Beverly. "Where's Ava?" I asked placing the ruler down and using it like a walking stick. "Home." Beverly said simply without even looking at us.

Clearly something bad went down so I didn't push it. "Okay that means," Vanni caught up to us as I pulled out my black card, gracefully moving it in front of Beverly's face. "We should ditch this place and head to the club Eve."

Her sad attitude broke as she looked at me with a smile. "To the club it is." Jocelyn said and I turned around quickly, but I bumped into someone. A tall almost naked body. As I moved back my eyes caught Reid's. He was in a varsity jacket with nothing underneath. "Sorry." I tapped his shoulder and tired walking away but a gasp left my lips as he grabbed my wrist tight.

"Leaving so soon?" He asked looking ahead and so did I as I stood at his side. "Yes you know the club can get me wasted not this." I pulled my hand away as I noticed he was alone. "You have fun though." I flashed him a fake smile. "Heading to Angels Den?" He asked and I felt chills go down my back. "Leave me alone." I looked up at him and he was amused at the way my body froze. "I wouldn't go there if you don't want to see my face, or Kings." He bent down and whispered before he disappeared into the crowd.

"Like I was saying." I turned around to everyone who was having their own conversation and probably didn't realize what just happened. Which I am thankful for because Giovanni needs nothing to do with this. "Let's go." Beverly said taking on my card out of my hand and running back to the car where we followed.

Angels Den was the closest club here, so it was Reid's lucky guess. I don't hear much from King, he seemed like the better twin. "What club?" Jocelyn asked as she jumped into the back seat with me. "Angels Den, me and Francesca went and it's really good." Beverly replied and I do know what she's talking about but if you asked for a memory I had that night it would be me waking up the next morning.

I leaned over and took my card out of Beverly's hand. "My names on the card Eve." She rolled her eyes realizing she wouldn't get in holding my card. As the car started moving I laid my head on Jocelyn's shoulder and crossed my legs as I went on my phone.

Kings Point Of  View
"Yes ma'am, I will come to say good bye before I leave tonight." I held my phone with my head and shoulder and I used my hands to sign papers. "Okay I'll let your father know your on your way." She explained as I heard her footsteps. I told her goodbye and hung up placing my phone on the bar.

I looked up at the bartender handing him the papers and taking a shot of vodka. Just as I went to ask for another a familiar voice caused me to turn my head quickly. "V. I. P. Under the name Romano."

I stood out of my seat taking a deep breath. "Two more shots." I said before I was tapped on my shoulder. "The car is ready, sir." I looked at the two men behind me dressed in black with disgust on my face. "Don't touch me ever again or you won't have a hand to ever touch with again." They both stood back as I turned to the bartender and leaned over the bar. "You see them?" I questioned him as I pointed to the front door.

"Nothing happens to them, got it?" I looked down at him and he nodded. "I'll have my eyes on them all night." I grabbed my phone and turned away. "Have a good trip boss."

"Don't let Reid burn down my fucking club."

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