Taste Of The Wild - The Four Seasons (ON HOLD)

Chapter 13: Secrecy till Death

Winter Blackburn

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I silently stared at the note. Silently thinking images of who this would be.

I sniffed the note and my eyes couldn't get any darker in anger.

"Wayne." I said in gritted teeth.

"That ass. He's gonna keep coming until he gets what he fucking wants." Spring angrily trash talked by my side.

I didn't utter anymore words and gripped the paper to crumple before heading out of the room. I went to my bedroom and grabbed some artilleries and my retractable sword as I went off.

"Winter, don't tell me you're going out to--"

I cut Spring's words when I readied the emergency pistol by the side of my thigh.

"Winter, you're not thinking straight." She blocks my way.

I inwardly groaned as I put the gloves on my hands and the boots on my feet.

"I don't have time for this, Anderson. If you're not coming, suit yourself." I mumbled, putting my black coat on along with my hood.

"This doesn't have to be this way. He's your brother. You can't just burst in his room with weapons to kill."

I sighed, standing from my seat and facing her.

"A pro killer like you should know that mafias are not for family or love. It's about survival, death, and hate." I said, grabbing my mask from a hidden place.

I burst in Autumn's room and was faced by her naked body on bed with a stranger fucking her. Ugh. Their moans and smell erupts the room.

"We're leaving. Take fucking care of Summer while you're at it." I say in an angered voice.

They didn't stop but her head motions for me to move on and so I left the room, banging the door close.

I proceeded downstairs and out of the house, finding Spring, with her dark green coat on and all prepared.

I nod at her, facing the dark side of the campus grounds. We covered our faces with our masks in sync and readied ourselves for the curfew signal.

*Ding dong

"Let's go." I whisper before we run as quiet as a feather.

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"Drop it." I firmly told him.

We've snuck into Wayne's dormitory but turns out, he and his friends were having a meeting. They were holding stashes of powder that appears expensive and rare that I regret coming. The smell is killing me.

I was currently pointing the gun on Wayne's head, that made all of them angry yet cower in fear. They dropped their guns on the floor and kicked them away before placing their hands over their heads.

"You." I nod at one guy.

"I said drop your weapons. All of them." I can smell the gun powder just a few steps away.

He didn't budge and I rolled my eyes before pulling the trigger with my gun faced upwards. It hit the ceiling and didn't give much shock because of the silencer, but enough to make them follow my command.

"Don't make me repeat."

I can see the guy shiver as he does as told. I nod at Spring who was a few steps away from me before shooting all of them with a syringe gun. They dropped on the floor except for Wayne, who was held captive by my gun.