December 26, 2023
7:36 AM
Manhattan, New York City, New York
Xavier and Clover walked up to Bloomington's apartment. Xavier had had a breakdown earlier and was just now recovering. They both came there to get Samuhel, if they had even spared him, and everything else that he had. They reached the door and tried the knob. Xavier's hand was firmly grasping it. It didn't open.
"What the fuck?" Clover asked; "Who locked the door back?"
All of a sudden, the door had unlocked, it swung open swiftly. Clover watched as Xavier fell back right after she heard an extremely loud gunshot. He was shot. The bullet flattened, as he was still in his suit, but he still fell back.
"Oh, shit." She heard a British voice say.
Clover pulled out her gun and pointed it, aiming for the man at the door. It was Bloomington.
"What the fuck?" Bloomington asked.
Xavier slowly recovered as Clover and Xavier saw Samuhel advancing toward the door, looking ready to attack. Bloomington swung his gun up to Clover.
"Why the fuck are you guys here?" Bloomington asked.
"Why are you even alive? How are you?" Xavier asked back.
"They didn't know that contractors also know how to use weapons, I guess."
"You didn't want to--"
"Couldn't. I'm alive, though. Still kicking." Bloomington had interrupted Clover; "I overheard some things, too. Rich is going to the club tonight. To do what? I don't know. Maybe to discuss. You could get him there. Or do your own thing. If you wanted to kill someone instantly, I don't know why you would if they caused you so much trauma, but go ahead. It's all you."
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Remember Who I Am
БоевикThey ruined his life. Now he'll take theirs. After his mother is killed and his father commits suicide as a result, Xavier trains for years and years in hope to find a lead. These prayers are answered when, after meeting a contractor and a younger...
