His Spring Symphony

Chapter Twenty Nine: Volosinov Laskov

{a/n} I've been slacking off and I'm sorry for that. College took over my life that I realized how much I missed writing and writing about my OCs.

Without further ado, here's chapter 29;

- ENJOY!

-A

HUNTER

    Three shots. It was the last thing Hunter heard before the phone was caught off.

    He shrieked so hard that Luca jolted to sit beside him. His cousin grabbed him by the shoulders and squeezed it. "She's gonna be alright!"

     Hunter only looked at him full of terror. "I called Ray and his squad will be there. There's no way that son of a bitch Ash Lockhart can run, you hear me, Hunter?!" Luca convinced him when he saw Hunter' was on the edge of a breakdown.

    Luca's blue eyes pierced through him to the core. Luca was anxious, worried and angry. All mixed together, the feeling of wanting to destroy Ash was so strong.

     It matched with Hunter's.

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    Police surrounded the entrance of the hotel like a pack of wolves ready to attack its prey at every angle.

     The limo barely stopped when Hunter opened the door and jumped out. He marched inside the building without any time to spare. Luca was catching up and his police friend, Chief Inspector Ray greeted him by the lift.

    When the three of them in the lift, Ray huffed. "We lost them."

    Hunter turned to Ray with a death glare. His eyebrows knitted together and his jaw clenched. Ray's hand went up, expressing the word 'wait'. "We did catch them on tape. We can identify them in no time."

    "What about Haru?" Hunter asked, Luca caught him from forwarding himself to Ray by the shoulder. His cousin squeezed it to calm him down.

      "That's the problem-" Ray almost jokingly said, and then he saw Hunter's expression. The chief inspector pointed to Hunter. "-only you can solve."

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HARU

     The room was cold. She didn't know how much time has passed but she was sweating despite the room was making her shivering.

    "Let's play a game." his voice haunted her mind still.

    When they let her go, all she did was sprinted to the only room where she knew that was safe, and all she heard was a gunshot, which one bullet scraped her shoulder.

      The door in front of her slowly started to open, she sprinted up and got hold of a gun from the display, she started to shake when she saw a silhouette by the door.

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HUNTER

     His house was full of bullet holes. And a mess. A chair and rope were near from the edge of his eyes. The chair was exactly placed in the middle of the living room, as it was a display for him. Hunter clenched his jaw again.