Chapter Sixteen

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I froze. "How did the dream tell you?"

"It was like I was being burned alive but only I was one fire. Some women came to me and said she knows what my boss has been doing and knows someone who can get rid of her."

I noticed he said 'her'. I can't torture or kill a women. "What did the women look like?"

"It was hard to see her clearly but she had horns on her head. She had platinum blonde hair. And she was acting kinda," he paused, "seductive." Fuck. "Bud, that was Lilith," I told him.

"One, don't call me bud again. Two, you mean the person from the Bible?"

"No. Yes. So did Lilith just throw me under the bus and tell you everything?" "Pretty much. She told me where to find you and what you can do. She didn't tell me that'd you'd torture me."

"Did you expect me to automatically agree?"

"Well now that you say it out loud."

"How do I know that you won't go to the police after?" I asked. "There's no point in paying you if I do," Adron responded. I twiddled the blood covered knife in my hand. "What'd your boss do and what's your reward?"

I'm not going to agree that easy, of course. Saskia is the only one I fully trust.

"I'll pay 80,000 and my boss works with a child predator and something happened with my niece," he told me. No way he has that money, but I see why he would want her dead. "Ah. I can't kill her myself but I can tell you how to get rid of her yourself. I can take care of her body. Also, I don't trust you have that money."

"I have the money in cash in my car. Half now, half later. I'll take whatever I can get. Just let me go," he added. I considered it. My sister needed the money to put into college. I wanted her to have a normal life. I was lucky to finish high school. Saskia wants to be a doctor and get away from our families past.

Completely ignoring Alastors warnings I say, "Fine. I'll give you a couple options. You pay half now and half later." Adron sighed, "Thank you. Deal."

"What I advise you to do is boil cigarettes and have her somehow drink the water. Next, get some poison and put it in ketchup then give her the ketchup. Tomatoes have a chemical that covers poison if someone looked for poison in the body. It will still kill. Also, do you know someone that has diabetes?"

He nodded, "My sister." "Good," I said. "Somehow get some insulin, about 60 or 40 units, I know it's a lot, but injust it under her tongue or her fingernail. Even if your boss doesn't have diabetes it will work."

He looked at me concerned, "How the hell do you know all of this?!" I shrugged, "Years of experience."

"Ok, get me out and I'll get myself bandaged then I'll pay you. Do you have any cigarettes I can use?" he inquired. "Yeah, also, let me bandage you. You won't be able to do it properly if you do it yourself," I said.

Trust me, I'm only helping heal because he wouldn't be able to do anything with his arms in the condition they are in now. I took his left arm from the chain and let him up. My gut was telling me otherwise but I didn't listen.

"Follow me," I told him and walked into the bathroom. Blood was spilling from his arms. Grabbing the bandages and hydrogen peroxide I told him to sit and started on the cut with acetone by cleaning it with water then peroxide. Adron opened his mouth to say something but before he could, I stopped him, "Don't."

After wrapping his arms I noticed Adron was staring at me in a weird way . Being the person I am, I hate when people stare. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I questioned.

"Like what?" he replied, acting like he wasn't. "Nevermind. You're good to go I guess. Get half the money, and I'll give you the cigarettes to boil," I responded. He walked out and I half expected him to leave. About 40 seconds later he comes back with 40,000k in cash.

"Damn, you are serious."

"Yeah."

I pulled out two pack of cigarettes from my nightstand and give it to him. He handed me the money and Adron walked out without another word.

Do I trust him? Not at all. If he is serious about his boss, I want her gone as much as him, though.

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