Noah's POV
After two hours, the team gathered back at the meeting room. Everyone had already had their gear. All dressed in black to blend into the night and all ready to take down that son of a bitch. We all piled into a black van and one of the men drove off to JW Marriot. When we reached everyone scattered to their designated positions.
"NightKill, check." Jason, our technician and getaway driver, was testing our mics.
"Check." I replied, while waiting on top of the roof of the hotel.
"CrazMon, check." Jason called for Tyler.
"OO OO AH AH." Tyler made the sound of the monkey. I rolled my eyes at the sound of it.
"Alpha King, check." Jason checked for our head of the elite team's mic.
"Check. All the team members' mics are always checked." He replied.
"Good." I checked my watch to see that it was now 2258 hours.
"All in place?" I asked.
"Yes." Jason, Tyler and the team captain for the elite team replied at the same time.
"T minus 2 till attack. Secure all exits." I said as I made my way down from the roof.
I landed on one of their room balconies and pulled my mask up. Show time. Thankfully it was not Ethan's. I picked the lock and swiftly went inside. My gun was in my hand as I readied myself to fucking kill Ethan James and quickly rush back to my Aurelia. I could hear muffled sounds of shouting. I got closer to the doorway to listen better and to see if that other person would leave soon because I really don't feel like taking anybody else out other than Ethan fucking James. The cause to all my dear Aurelia's problems and distress.
"I want a divorce." I heard a woman's voice say. It must be Aurelia's mother.
"Not gonna happen, Cecelia." A man's voice said, must be Ethan.
"Why? Why are you doing this to me? Why can't we just get a divorce and you won't have to see me anymore." Her mother pleaded.
"Well, it's simple really. It would ruin my family man image." Ethan said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Ethan, why are you doing this to me? Accept the divorce so you can whore around with whomever you want." Cecelia was crying by now.
"Oh Cecelia, if you divorce me how are you going to care for yourself? You have no job, no skills, no degree, hell you don't even have your parents' support anymore. You're useless and worthless without me. I'm doing you a favor my darling wife." Ethan said despicably.
"Why are you doing this to me?!! I can't stand you always coming back late or never coming home at all. Fucking your whores in our house!! Please!! I've never asked you for anything!" Cecelia pleaded crying.
"Not gonna happen and that is FINAL!!" Ethan shouted.
"What happened to you? We used to be so in love. You used to tell me the sweetest things and tell me that you would love me forever. What happened? What changed? Was it something I did wrong?" Cecelia asked. From what I hear, she was completely distraught and broken.
"I never loved you Cecelia. It was all a plan for you to get your parents' money." Ethan confessed.
"What..?"
"I'm sorry you had to find out so late." Ethan said sounding not apologetic at all.
"I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!" Cecelia barged out of their room.
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