Chapter 491.


    <strong>Chapter 491. A Bloody Date with Wisteria. (3/4)</strong>


    <span style="font-weight:400">I groped Wisteria’s right breast. She took the hint that I wanted us to get out of here now while the two were distracted and released my tongue. I really wasn’t interested in one of us getting shot if this guy went nuts.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It didn’t seem like Aurelia was in danger. His words attested to that. It was pretty obvious he didn’t want Aurelia to get tangled up in this mess. Meaning… his motive for talking about this in public and speaking loud enough for us to hear their conversation was done specifically to create witnesses who could attest to everything they spoke of.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He’d established Aurelia had been clueless. She had nothing to do with his family’s illegal organ harvesting business despite how she used them for operations. She was not a knowing aplice, but was ignorant to everything, and knew nothing. If anything, it had been established she was just another victim caught up in this entire mess.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When the two of us rose to our feet to try and slip out, the movie abruptly cut out and the room went dark. It was truly the worst timing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The doctor stuck his arm out toward us and said coldly, “You two, don’t even think of moving.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">In his hand, a gun. It was pointed directly at my head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What the hell do you think you’re doing!” Aureliashed out furiously.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The rest of the crowd remained still in their seats, some shocked by the sudden development, while many were clueless and had no idea what was going on because it was quite dark. How was one supposed to react in this sort of situation? I didn’t know how I’d react either.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I suppose for those who knew what was going on, after the initial shock, it would be to stand up and make a run for it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Bang!


    <span style="font-weight:400">Shrieks of women followed the gunshot.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just when amotion began to stir in the audience the doctor raised his hand up and quickly fired one shot. A single bright sh went off before he immediately lowered the gun and aimed it at me again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nobody moves or this kid dies!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are you crazy!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shut up, Aurelia! The movie going out and lights being cut can only mean the police are already here for me. The two behind us have heard everything and can attest to what they’ve heard. That you knew nothing about any of this.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">When Aurelia looked over to me her eyes flickered as she muttered thoughtlessly, “Huh? You are… Ran?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aurelia… you know this boy?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, you’re mis-” I was cut off by the doctor’s intense re that silenced me. He had a gun after all. It’s not like he needed two witnesses. One was plenty. A second witness was just a backup. I wasn’t in any position to say anything.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“He was the boy... with my daughter.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">When she revealed that, I started to sweat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Would he piece it together?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“With… your daughter…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The way he echoed her words and his eyes narrowed sent shivers down my spine. I gulped nervously. This was the first time something had gone this wrong. The first time I was looking down the dark barrel of a gun.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Boy… for us to meet here cannot be mere coincidence.” His eyes shifted to Wisteria and narrowed further as he asked, “Aurelia...the girl he’s with, she’s not your daughter, is she?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see. Half pink… half... ck hair, huh?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">His hand shot out and mped down around my neck as he shoved the nozzle into my mouth all the way to the back of my throat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It was you, wasn’t it?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What are you doing! Release him!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You must be involved. I wasn’t seeing things that night. The ck hair I caught a glimpse of that night must be this girl’s. Were the two of you the rats?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">What do I do?


    <span style="font-weight:400">What do I say?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I can neither confirm nor deny anything.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Do I beg and plead for my life?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Get down on my hands and knees and grovel?


    <span style="font-weight:400">No, there’s a simple solution. He’s already presented me with his weakness.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What are you talking about?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t y dumb with me boy! Are you working for the cops?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The cops? What makes you think that?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yourposure right now is abnormal. You have a gun in your mouth but you don’t even look scared. The instant the lights went off is when you and your partner stood up. Were you trying to apprehend me?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And what if I said I was working for the cops?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll kill you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You won’t kill me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? What makes you think I won’t?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Because you need me alive or else you won’t be able to achieve your objective here.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“There’s two of you and I only need one alive.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If you kill me, do you think the girl behind me would cooperate? Out of resentment, she may incriminate both of you by lying should she give a statement.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? You think her family will be safe if she does that?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haha, sorry, but the only family she has in this world is me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Family? Bullshit, the two of you have been making out this whole time.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You don’t need to be rted by blood to consider each other family.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“After giving a false ount I’d just kill myself to be with him anyway,” Wisteria nonchntly chimed in.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? Then if you want to die so badly then I don’t mind getting rid of you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do that and the situation doesn’t change.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Surely you have family members you’re concerned about, boy.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I looked him dead in the eye and stated firmly, “None. So good luck with that. I don’t know anything about whatever bullshit you’ve been spouting since you got here, but you picked the wrong people to act as witnesses. Aside from our lives, which we don’t particrly value anyway, we don’t have anything to lose, while you have everything you want to protect to lose. So? If you want to shoot yourself in the foot, feel free to pull the trigger now.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Frustrated, he shoved me away and grabbed Aurelia. My back crashed against the wall.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let go of me!” Aurelia tried to shake his hand off, but her resistance was futile.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I rubbed my neck where he’d been choking me and asked, “What do you think you’re doing now?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shut the fuck up and mind your own business! If it’se to this I may as well kill her then kill myself!” When he screamed that out loud, my eyes opened wide in shock. Had he snapped? All of a sudden? Why? What was going on? I couldn’t understand. I wasn’t given time to understand. To process anything.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He spun Aurelia around, hooked his arm around her neck, and moved to hold the gun up to the side of her head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">No.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Stop.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My eyes momentarily locked with Aurelia’s.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Her eyes remained calm and tranquil, scarily so.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It looked like it was happening in slow motion as the gun drew closer to her head. My heart pounded madly in my chest. Not like this. Not after they just reunited. Not when things were just starting to improve for them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I felt powerless. I was too far away. I couldn’t stop what was about to happen. I grit my teeth, endlessly frustrated, and braced myself for the inevitable streak of crimson sttering through the air soon to dye the wall to our right.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Bang!


    <span style="font-weight:400">Crash!


    <span style="font-weight:400">m!


    <span style="font-weight:400">A gunshot was fired. ss shattered and fell from overhead. The doors immediately mmed open perfectly in sync.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cling!


    <span style="font-weight:400">The gun was shot clean out of his hand with a spark and flew awaynding and sliding across the ground.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It all happened so fast.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“AAAAAHHHHHH!” The doctor cried out in pain. His thumb and index finger were broken.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Four men dressed in SWAT attire swiftly burst into the room and took control of the situation. They pinned the doctor down and separated him from Aurelia.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It seemed the reason they hadn’t broken in as soon as the lights went out was because of the doctor’s immediate response pointing the gun at me the second I stood up from my seat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">With the angle from above, they probably didn’t have a clear shot when it was pointed at me. When he put it in my mouth, it made it even more difficult for them to move.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Fuck! If I knew this was going to happen I would have kept my ass seated and I wouldn’t have had to deal with any of this shit. My timing had been abysmal.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My racing heart started to calm down.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I gulped and licked my dry lips.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The taste of iron lingered on both my tongue and lips.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My entire body felt cold.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I almost died… didn’t I?