Who The Merc Works For

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Honestly, you had NO clue what was happening.

Bri's corpse had been laying on a table for three months, Braxton decided to kill a friend rather than find another job, and you thought this was finally the day Gillian lost it.

About the tests, Talon finally got his first night of shut eye in Bri's death span. He talked about finding something interesting, but also said he blew it off like it was read wrong.

About the murderer, well, everyone had their fair share of bickering at him for shooting Bri rather than running and getting a new job. He tried to explain his reasoning for not doing so, but no one was having any of it.

About her sanity, Gillian was getting crazier and crazier by the day. It was obvious that the longer she didn't have Bri, the quicker she was to loose everything she had left.

Steel finally calmed everyone down and reminded you that you all had to find out who wanted Bri dead.

"Okay, so you were sent on a mission to kill Bri, correct?" You interrogated.

"We know that part Rookie. All we need to know is who sent him." Gavin reminded you.

"Right. So this 'higher up' you work for, who are they?" You focused on the topic and chose your words somewhat carefully.

"It's a she. And the only thing I can say about her name is that she goes by E." The redhead answered.

"E. Like, just the letter?"

"Yeah. I heard that it was her first initial."

"Anything else about her?"

"She has black hair always up in a ponytail. A kinda raspy voice and always wanted attention. She wasn't happy unless someone was focused on her.

Um, she always spat Bri's name out, like saying it poisoned her."

"So it's obvious she isn't a fan of Bri." You looked back at Gillian.

"You know where we can find her?" Blake asked.

"A club. Amnesia."

"Why does she stay in a club?"

"Her father owns it."

"Okay everyone, looks like we're leaving early. Pack up, we're leaving in the morning." You stood up, going to leave the room.

"Wait! Everyone wait!" Talon burst in, wearing a lab coat, holding a clipboard, and sweat beading on his forehead.

"Talon! What is it?" Logan asked the blonde.




Someone walked into the room.

Bri stood there with her arms open.




"Miss me assholes?"




Exactly 400 words. I'm sorry this chapter is so short, but I couldn't add much before the next chapter is spoiled. Hope you liked it. Catch ya later!

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