Book Two in the "Alcaraz Duology"
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐢𝐱𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
Catalina Alcaraz is a single mother with a past that she doesn't wish to revisit. She has managed to become a successful doctor and to create a life of her own desp...
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I slit the man's throat, letting his limp body drop to the ground.
I clean the blood off my knife with his shirt at the same time that I hear shuffling from behind. I turn around, checking my surroundings to see no one. I decide to move toward the direction in which the faint sounds came from. I put my knife away to take out two of my firearms. With the safety off, I hold them in front of me, prepared to kill any dumbass who thought it was a good idea to follow me into this parking garage.
I stop in my steps when looking down at the ground. There are reflections of shadows behind the wall I was going to walk by. How fucking stupid can you be to not observe these things?
Without making a sound with my footsteps I walk around the wall on the opposite direction to see a couple of men in suits. They have rifles pointed ahead of them, ready to be used on me.
From how fucking slow they are, I manage to easily shoot three of them in the head, killing them in an instant. The other three immediately get into action and I retreat behind the wall for the moment as they keep their fingers on the triggers. I put my pistols away and I reach behind me to retrieve my own rifle. I get it ready, walking straight into their gunfire, shooting them in the head and chest while managing to dodge every one of their shots.
I have to make sure they're all dead before checking to see if there is any indication of who they are or where they came from. There is nothing. This only means that I now need to investigate who is after me and if they know my identity.
I load my weapons and belonging into the car before getting in. I pull my mask off, aware that I now may have a target on my back.
Whoever it is that potentially knows who I am is going to regret knowing how to breathe very soon.
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I stare up at the high ceilings of my bedroom.
I'm ignoring the situation of Ghost for now. My only thought for the past few days has been Catalina. My Cata.
She didn't want to break up with me, which is why I am not upset or hurt and begging her on my knees to be with me. We didn't break up. There was something going on with Kane that she was going to tell me, but she obviously couldn't because the idiot showed up. I've been waiting for her to give me a call or communicate with me in some other way, but she hasn't, and I am becoming impatient.
I've found out through Ace that Orion is back home. I was incredibly happy at the news, and I've been dying to visit him and his mother since.
Kane is surely being a piece of shit just as I had assumed. I don't know what is going on, but soon enough I will find out. I'm no longer afraid of losing Cata and Orion. I know that Cata has some affection for me. It's evident in the way she looks at me and because she allowed me to remain at her side when she was hurting. I can also see that she trusts me.
