Mr and Mrs Sim ⋆ s.jake

43 - Blond Bloodsucker

Riki's POV

3:07 PM. Back pressed against a massive marble column, I wiped the blood off my knuckles with a bandana. That's when I caught a filthy convo between a prosecutor and a cop. Nothing dirtier than what Rose pulled with Evan.

Still. Back door or not back door. Justice really had no better concern? I smirked. While that cop was getting his ass plowed in some courtroom, I was stringing up a sixteen-year-old girl by the neck. We weren't the same.

"Hey, you!"

The cop spotted me. I tucked the bandana into my suit pocket and faked a smile.

"Something wrong, officer?"

"What are you doing here?"

"Looking for Lee Evan's courtroom. Got lost."

The two of them glanced at each other, then back at me. Another second of that fake smile and I'd shoot them both. The prosecutor finally spoke, clearing his throat. "Upstairs. Part 47."

"Thanks, gentlemen."

I turned and headed for the stairs, hearing quiet whispers behind my back. They and I weren't done yet. A gun's good for more than just shooting.

3:12 PM. I sat alone at the back of the packed gallery. Jaeyun didn't know I was here. He'd told me not to come. Said it was "too risky." The only real risk in this courthouse was me. I had business to handle within these walls. And watching Rose make her plea, right after getting fucked by some motherfucker, promised to be the funniest shit I'd seen in a while.

"Nishimura Riki."

Governor Kim sat across from me. I held his gaze. Blank, unblinking. He looked away first. That's all I needed to know.

"I don't remember cutting your tongue out, so say something, Nishimura, o—"

One of his bodyguards cut in, whispering something in his ear: the defendant and his lawyer were missing.
Kim muttered a few slurs, turned sharply, and pulled out his phone. That damn phone wasn't about to summon Rose like the Holy Spirit.

I scanned the room, clocked every journalist and their cameras. Then I saw Jaeyun. With Yuna. Even from behind, I could tell he was terrified. Face probably locked in that pathetic puppy-dog pout, already psyching himself out.

As long as I'm here, you're safe.

3:37 PM. After Lee Evan had shown up a few minutes earlier, that cunt finally made her entrance. All pimped out and innocent. I watched her walk up the aisle like she was heading to war.

Truth was, Evan was looking at 150 years in prison, and no amount of pleading was gonna save his sorry ass. Honestly, he deserved better. Yuna really fucked him up.

I wish that murder attempt had worked, though. But life doesn't play fair here. And things had changed.
Evan fucked up letting Jaeyun's wife get into his head. So if he got executed in this courtroom, it wasn't my fight anymore.

I snapped out of it. Kim kept glancing at me over his shoulder. Maybe he was looking for a fuck I'd never give. Or maybe he already knew I'd kill him. Sooner than he thought.

But I couldn't blame the governor. If I were him, I wouldn't trust my own back either.

4:22 PM. Jaeyun was putting on his act like a pro. For a second, I almost believed Evan really asked Rose for sexual favors. Then I remembered my brother was a lying dickhead. Satirically, Jaeyun always hit close to the mark.