Chaotic Mess

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Hi, I am Evans. Just your average high school guy, with average looks and grades but I have a huge secret.

I am the personal assistant of the leader of the most powerful Russian Mafia gang that has ever existed.

To be quite honest, I am starting to like my new life. It's like living in a dream. Violence, guns, money and let's not forget, a dominant boss.

It all started a month ago. I was on my way to my aunts' when I witnessed a young woman, begging for her life. She was being held at gunpoint by a group of men, all dressed in black suit. They looked like corporates but I knew for a fact that they weren't. I thought of minding my own business and heading to the party where I was being awaited. As for my superhero side, that I had developed after watching animes, reading books and also playing excessive video games, I could not help but meddle.

I saw the man, who'd probably be the head among the men, remove a pistol from his back pocket. He clicked the revolver and was about to shoot when I recklessly yelled, "NO! STOP! I WILL CALL THE POLICE!"

I was well aware of how clique it sounded. But there was a life at stake.

"Who is this now?" growled the man.

"I have never seen him" cried the woman.

"She is lying for sure" said another black suited man.

"HOW CAN WE TRUST YOU AGAIN AFTER WHAT YOU HAVE DONE! NO ONE GOES AGAINST HIM, YOU KNOW THAT RIGHT?"

"him? Who is he?..." I thought to myself.

Then two of them grabbed my arm from the either side. I tried to escape from the clutches of them, but failed. Thanks to my highly sporty body. "shouldn't have skipped all those gym lessons, damn." I thought to myself.

Even though I didn't have the physical ability against a person, here a group of them, I could outsmart them by using my wits, that's the only thing I am good at.

Now if you grow up around books, specifically related to crime, you know for a fact that without a weapon, the chances of being alive is highly unlikely. Especially when you just witnessed an assault and a possible murder. I couldn't possibly escape either. Outsmarting almost worked with the other men but not the head. He had figured me out.

I escaped, or that is what I thought, but little did I know that the sly head was chasing me.

I ran as fast as I could when I heard a gunshot, "they killed her and I was of no help at all!" I never felt such pain. So useless. It was because of me that an innocent life was lost. "if only I had dialled the police right away..." A moment later I felt a sting on my legs and fell over my heels, my face on the ground. My vision was all blurry "shit...ugh...can't see...think..." I thought to myself as I tried to pull myself together.