Blood of Revenge

Chapter 31

Thump.
Thump.
Thump.

I could hear our footsteps echo through the narrow tunnel we were crossing. It was inside the building, no doubt which made me wonder the size of this place.

Rex had told me that almost all of the gang members lived in this place, each of them glowering at me for they knew who I was—who I was to their enemy and who I was to Rex.

Their rooms were on each side of the hallway, their doors having scratch marks and dents. The paint from the walls scraping off. Men like don peeped out, as if there was a show going outside, each's face showing a different horror story of their lives.

The only comfort was actually getting was the hand Rex had placed on the small of my back while glaring at every man that we crossed paths with.

The corridor ended, just a little farther away, a door barely clinging to its hinges standing in front. It made a creak sound as my brother opened it. The room—or it's better to be called a hall—bore no ornaments or pictures. Just plain and simple white all around. Only one long table was placed in the exact center with twelve chairs around it.

On the chair right in front of me sat the man whose face always brought disgusted expressions on mine. The man who took my brother away, stole my life away, is the leading reason of the after effect why Blayze didn't trust me. The man I'll kill no matter what happens.
Tim Parker.

His black, shaggy hair hung till his chin, his unearthly greenish-brown eyes swirling with amusement when his gaze met mine, taunting me to make the first move, forcing me to snap at him.

But I refrained myself from doing it. God knows how hard it was to abstain every cell in my body not to head up and punch his sickening face.

He leaned back on his chair in a relaxed posture, resting his right ankle on top of his left knee. "Well, well. Here's my new piece. Is this your sister, the girl Blayze Walker married!?" His gaze shifted to me, amusement sparkling in his dead eyes. "You must have something in you to lure such a dangerous man into your trap. What did you do, huh? Your little figure and those big pretty eyes of yours make you look really innocent but we both know that's not true."

I clenched my jaw but didn't say a word. Rex broke my glares. "This isn't what we talked about," his voice stern. "Like I said, I found her a year ago. She wanted to help me and to prove herself worthy, she did what she did. Now she wants to end. . . what she has. . . with Walker. He. . . didn't treat her properly, so she wants to help us. After all, he is one of our enemies."

I held my breath, not wanting to fell the sharp pain the words left.

Tim rubbed his unshaved chin as he leaned forward, his grass green tunic crumpling due to his movement.

"Your sister has an interesting way of proving herself worthy. She'll do us good. And who am I to disagree with recruiting Blayze's most trustworthy and brilliant spy. It's his loss and our gain. So, sweetheart, what's your name?" His eyes lingering on me.

"Astrid," I replied, not breaking our eye contact.

"Well, let's hope you're just as good as your brother. He's one of my greatest findings!"

I could feel my brother stiffen besides me, making me look towards him for just a mere second.

"I'm here to help you in whichever way I can," I answered, keeping my chin high. "I will do whatever you want me to do. Just let me stay here—with my brother, please." I tried to sound as desperate as possible.

Tim thought for a moment, something swirling in his eyes. He looked towards my brother. "Well, if she survived Blayze and lived so many years without any support, she's strong enough to handle herself here."

With that, he motioned Rex to take me away.

Before we left, Tim shouted, "Oh, and Astrid. Try to make sure someone doesn't end up killing you."

I turned and offered him a sweet smile yet it was deadlier than a black mamba. "Don't worry... Boss, I'm a hard kill—" I turned to face forward, towards the door that I was heading to and whispered in a voice that only I could hear, "—and besides, what doesn't kill me might make me kill you."

Leaving the room and closing the door behind us, Rex and I let out a deep sigh in unison.

Plan's part one—complete.