I was looking into the muzzle of the gun. The barrel pointed in between my eyes glinting with pain of betrayal. I looked into William's eye and saw his hands shake. For an endless moment of silence he dropped his gun ,"I can not kill you. Run we have to run." I couldn't move ,"No this guy has to be immediately hospitalized. We could drop him there then. Moreover I need medication too. I was shot in the leg and I seem to have lost a good amount of blood."
He paled after listening carefully. He seemed to have lost all his composure. He gave me the gun. I took it in one swift motion and tucked it. I could feel it weighed a bit less. It wasn't completely loaded.
He instructed me," Get your ass in my car the moment It's there. Throw the body in the backseat. If you want to see tomorrow's sun. " I nodded and kept holding on to the body which seemed to be crushing my shoulder now. I never said anything to anybody till now but I knew this scandal had to be exposed. Under the layers of sedative atmosphere were these dark secrets buried 6 feet under the ground. I had to expose this shit. I knew I would be shot or killed since I hadn't completely given up. I opened the cartridge of the Glock 17. In a glimpse I knew he had been using it. There were three bullets missing. I could register two possibilities.
Either he had shot one person three bullets. Or he had shot three people. The wheels of my brain where spinning at top speed when he was turning the car in front of my eyes. The first possibility was dim. An Agent missing shots wasn't an agent at all. I was horrified whom could William possibly want to kill. And who ordered him to kill me. Chief? But why would he I was still of much use of our agency. It was someone unknown. Who was this unknown though? Who could it be?
I couldn't reminisce of a name as of yet. I threw myself along with the guy onto the backseat. I could feel his heart beat low. "William!" I shouted "He is losing breath faster!" He drove faster but this unconscious guy was barely alive.
Without wasting time I locked my fingers and started pressing his chest I sets of 10. It didn't work. I didn't feel a pulse. I parted his lips with my thumb. Even after a bust lips they were soft. I didn't pay heed to the skin under my touch and locked my lips onto his. He needed mouth to mouth. I couldn't bear afford his death. Some sins he might've committed. My eyes were wide open as his blood infiltrated my mouth. Like always blood was salty. He didn't respond with anything.
I moved back and again continued the CPR mechanism. I again moved in and blew mouth to mouth.
William exclaimed from the front seat ," Are you a fucking vampire? He's almost dead stop attacking him!"
I screamed ,"SHUT UP!"
I was hitting his chest when he suddenly coughed up some blood. I wiped his face with my hanky. William threw me the water bottle which he usually kept in his car. I wetted the hanky and wiped the blood from his face. I saw his eyes open slightly and tried to make him drink from the bottle, But it didn't work. I took a gulp of water and made him drink. I thought of him as nothing more than a patient who required care. I could see William getting angry with all this unwanted affection and touching. But he was crucial for exposing out this scandal.
I made him sit against the door of the car and kept talking to him ," Keep your eyes open. I'll save you. Hey don't sleep. Don't close your eyes." His perfect face wasn't pale anymore . I was relieved to see his eyes blinking. I saw the colour rush to his face. I took some more water in my hanky and started cleaning his wounds as he screamed and hissed in pain, twisting and turning but out of energy. I gave him the bottle and he drank.
We reached and rushed him inside. The nurses took to bandaging me. I tried to ask about him but all she said was that he was fine. completely alright. No inner injuries. Suddenly it hit me strong. He was buried under ground. Brutally sacked into a bag. He could barely breathe I had to give him CPR then how was he completely alright? How could he still be alright?
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Murder At 12
Mystery / ThrillerA story about a detective who has to find out the murderer and his intentions for the murder of a idol actress Miss Easton. Will she be able to find out the true murderer and save the next targeted victim? Continue to read in order to now