Bulletproof

Chapter 28

You saw Ace hugging Chandler in the middle of a deserted gala room.

What the fuck? What the hell is going on?

"I'm sorry that it had to be this way Chandler," stated Ace, "I'm sorry that your cover had to be blown."

Chandler smiled, allowing themself to be squeezed tightly by Ace. Tears of joy ran down their face as Chandler hugged her back. You could see Jersey watching their interaction in the background with a smile on her face.

"It's okay big sis," replied Chandler, still stuck in Ace's embrace, "we have the package. That's all that matters."

You were confused. Wait, make that confused beyond confused. So many conflicting thoughts and images were flooding through your mind.

What the hell did I miss? What the fuck is going on?

"You decided to stop acting like a drama queen, Kane." Ace asked as she notices you in the gala room. Her wound was wrapped with a cloth.

"What the fuck...is going on?" You asked. You felt your anger rising. This was too much.

"I'm a double agent. I was looking to take down Wick for all of the crimes he had committed after his time in Afghanistan," Chandler explained.

"But I fucking shot you in the back," you retorted, feeling irked by the amount of people in your life that keep reviving like the walking dead.

"I played dead. You kind of missed your aim. But you did shoot my men," they replied back with a smile.

"What's in the damn package for all of this nonsense to occur? Why the fuck did we even have to fight each other if all you wanted was Wick gone. Why do that to me?" You exploded.

You couldn't bear this agony anymore.

"The package has important experimentation that Hendrickson has been working on. Top notch information on how to power the military in both the defense with their gear and the offense with their weapons. We couldn't let this go into the wrong hands," Ace explained.

You were absolutely appalled. They didn't even realize how much pain and misery they put you through.

"So why ask me? You could've gotten anyone to do the job," you wondered. At this point you were mentally tired.

"Because not only did you fuck up your record when you shot those three guys before meeting me, but also you have a familiar face. Plus Chandler and I knew you were the perfect man for the job based on how much our dad talked about you," Ace stated.

Your head quickly turned to Chandler and slowly back to Ace. You couldn't put a finger on who they looked like.

"Remember Johnson from war?" They replied, "that's our father. Chandler is my husband's name. "

"I took on my mother's maiden name after she died. Plus, Chandler was closer to him than I was anyway, " Ace mentioned nonchalantly.

Johnson?? The Johnson that saved me that night? You thought.

"You have a husband?" You screeched, "what the hell have I been missing?"

Ace smirked.

"Well, I'm glad you are paying attention Kane," smiled Ace, "Chandler actually doesn't have a husband. Right Chandler?"

"Yup," smirked Chandler, "I'm as single as a pringle. I was just pulling your leg."

Your eyes widened like saucers.

"Are you all kidding me right now?" You shouted, "what the hell is the truth."

"Well you see..." they said, "I am a double agent. I am single. Also, Chandler's just a nickname that I like to use."