It was easy only for a moment

“Ma’am, it’s time.”, Jumbo guy said after knocking at my room door.

I opened it and saw him in a suit this time.

“Looking snappy Jumbo. Are you sure he made a big fuss for the plan?”,

“Certainly.”,he said then averted his eyes.

Weird, he usually talks to me all wide-eyed while looking straight at me... but not this time though....

“You ok? You seem weird this evening... and why did he make you wear that suit? Aren’t you hot in there?”, I said while having a suspicion.

“Trust me it was the Master’s orders.”,

“Whose again?”,

“The Master’s.”,

“Oh.”, I said then stopped.

“Why? Are you bothered with something?”, he said then stopped infront of me.

“Last night... you didn’t call him “Master”. Instead you called him by his first name.”, I took two steps back.

I continued to walk further back.... then ran because he strated to follow me..

“What do you guys want from me?!”, I yelled after I was caught and pinned down to the ground face flat.

“I can’t state the details for this assignment to anyone. Especially you.”, he said right before knocking me out.

When I woke up I was tied to a chair. I was in a basement... judging how there was a stairway going up and the place’s creepy feeling.

My head wouldn’t stop ringing...

“Did you have a nice trip?”, Wilbur Jr. asked while looking directly at my face... too close too.

“You little bitch! You double crossed me!”,

“It was your fault for listening. Don’t worry he’ll arrive soon. We can continue with the plan when he arrives.”, he whispered into my ears.

Was this guy still on the plan? I like how he thinks!

“You’ll never get away with this!”, I said then bowed after pretending to struggle.

I was holding in a laugh... I was happy thinking the possibility that I’d loose in the end even if this guy was on my side. Though I believe we’ll stand a chance. Even if it’s just a little.

His father walked in... his footsteps were heavy as if it belonged to a bear. The sound went nearer, until I finally saw his face.

“Good evening, I’m aware that you have already met my son. Now let me introduce myself. My name is Wilbur Montana...”,

“Sr. Yeah, yeah... your son already introduced himself the day before. What do you want me for? Are you going to kill me?”,

“No, absolutely not! Is that what my son told you? I’m sure he just misunderstood the real goal of our plan. Let me tell you what you are really here for.”,

“Wait. You have a plan for her?”, Wilbur Jr. asked.

“I do. And what I want is for you and I to work together! Doesn’t that sound like a great plan? What do you think Wilbur?”, his father asked then turned to him.

“That sounds amazing. Are you going to hire her for your dirty work?”,

“Why of course. I wouldn’t want my name to be soiled! That’s why I will have her do it for me! Eh? What do you think son? How about you Clint?”,

“Clint huh? Is that your name Jumbo? Sorry if I offended you.”,

“It was quite, stupid. But I grew fond of it, so you can call me by that nickname any time.”, he replied.

“Thank you. I appreciate it, it feels like I belong here somehow.”,

“You don’t belong here...”, Wilbur Sr. suddenly whispered.

Is this guy trying to pick a fight?

“Oh yeah of course I don’t... I murder people for fun... you murder people out of hate.”,

“You killed your father because he’s abusive yes? Isn’t that out of hate as well?”,

“That one sir was out of a movie! I killed him and felt so good afterwards. I never thought that may become a hobby.”,

“It won’t... because it can bacome living. So don’t do it again unless I tell you to. Do you get me?”,

“Of course sir. How much will you pay me? I mean will you even pay me?”,

“Well that’s a question I don’t get asked often... but yes I will be paying you. A thousand dollars per job.”, he answered purely.

“You can untie her now.”, Wilbur Jr. commanded his guards.

“No need. There was a nail out of place in your chair so I untied myself a little while ago. Now where are you taking me?”, I asked after standing up from the chair I was I tied in.

“We’re taking you to your apartment.”, Allan answered.

“Why can’t you take me back to the Institution? Besides if you take me back there the police won’t suspect anything.”,

“I own the Institution. They wouldn’t want to pick a fight with me.”,

“Consider it as a part of the payment. Only pick me up from the institution when you have a job for me. Now can you take me back?”,

“Certainly. Let’s get a move on now.”, Wilbur Sr. said and went on ahead for their car.

Wilbur Jr. stopped me and asked something...

“We still have a plan to dispose of him don’t we?”,

“We do.. but I’m on neither of your side. If you manage to tick me off.... and if by chance I have an order to kill you from your father. I’ll only do what he asks. I’ll also do the job you asked me to do if I grew tired of him.”, I said then went up the basement stairs to follow his father to their car.

I saw their maids, they look like they want help... and need it more than anything.

“Wilbur.. are they your maids? Why do they look like they’ve been assaulted? Who did this to them?”, I asked while taking pity on all 6 of them.

“My father said not to talk to anyone about them... and you are no exception.”,

“I told you if you manage to tick me off I’d kill you... you have your warning. Be careful..”, I said then proceeded to walk.

Is he one of those guys who assault women... I kinda thought he was better than that.

I walked at the back seat of the car and sat with his father...

“What did you do to those maids?”, I asked casually.

“Nothing you should be concerned about. Why are taking pity on them? Are you serious?”,

“I’m asking you a question... don’t answer me with another... what did you do to your maids? And why?”, I asked and took out the nail from my pocket that I got from cutting the rope I was in earlier.

Our driver was Clint. I looked at him through the rear view mirror and indicated him locking the door. He read my actions correctly and locked it.

“You know sir.. I never thought that our connections would end in such a short period of time.”,

“Oh is that so? Why do you say that?”,

“Because your life is going to end right here...”,

I told him as if I was wishing him goodluck in getting into heaven.

I quickly took out the nail and stabbed him in the throat. Blood was gushing out of it... I looked at him all suprised. Blood spat out and into Clint’s seat. It went to the roof, the window and everywhere else. The leather seats were covered with it’s owner’s blood.

Clint didn’t mind the horrific scene as if he was used to it already.

“Does it hurt? That’s how your victims felt. Every single one of them. Especially those who survived you. Have fun... because I certainly will.”,

“Your... going-to-regret this....”, he said making it his last words.

My vision was blurring, my ears were ringing...

What the hell is wrong with me? I just wanted to help his victims. Clint watched me cry next to his boss’ body.

“Your not proud of what you did. I get that... I’m not proud of giving my own wife to him. We all make mistakes, but some people choose to do it on purpose.”,

“Is your wife one of the maids?”,

“No. He said she was special, that’s why he brought her to his room. Then after that I never saw her again.”, he said getting all teary-eyed.

“I’m so sorry... I bet she did that to save you..”,

“She did. So are you getting out?”,

Will I?

“How about you? What if you get to be considered as a traitor and they kill you?”, I asked all worried.

“They all suffered at his hands, they’ll understand.”,

He made the car window go down.

He signaled ok (👌🏼) to the other guards then unlocked the doors.

Everyone was looking at me in despair, I was waiting for them to shoot me... but they didn’t. One by one smiles grew from their faces.

“What did you do? Was it that easy? All these years! All you did was shove something in his throat. I held a gun and stood beside him for 5 years and yet still couldn’t do anything to take his life.”, one of the guards near the door yelled at me after I walked out of the car.

“How much do you need?”, Wilbur Jr. asked.

“No payment needed. Save everyone... the maids, the guards, the cooks, hardeners, caretakers... evey single one of them... get them out of here.”, I said then closed the car door.

Clint went in again and asked a question....

“Where do you want to go now?”,

“The police station... make sure you open the door for me when we get there.”, I said then layed my head on Wilbur Sr.’s lap.

Clint drove away from the Manor. The car grew stinky due to the bloods smell. My head was now stained as well... the clothes I got from the institution were now colored with blood. And it wasn’t a nice mix with the white cotton it’s made out of.

“Mary? Do you think my wife survived him?”, he asked while crying.

“Of course, she has someone expecting her return after all.”, I said then sat properly to open the car window.

I felt the fresh air in my face. The blood in it is also drying out. Clint didn’t mind me and respected my decision of doing so.

“We’re almost there... do you have any other requests?”,

“Look for an specific policeman. He was the one who listened to me before. I just know he’ll listen again. His name is Theodore Phillips.”, I answered.

“Understood, but is he.. “,

“Yes we’re related. You’ll find out more but I wish for you to go back to the Manor and find you wife.”,

“I think I’ll stay with you for a while. And if my wife really is there... they would’ve found her by now.”, he said looking straight at the road.

There he is again... he’s always averting his eyes or avoiding eye contact whenever he’s lying... wait.. is his wife actually..

“Wait is your wife..”,

“We’re here. I’ll go look for that officer now.”, he said before stepping out of the car.

Is his wife actually dead? And he knows...

I looked at Wilbur Sr.’s body.

“Are you happy now? You old ****. You desrve what I did to you.”, I talked to it then pulled out the nail from it’s throat.

I stabbed him again, this time in the chest, then in his stomach 2 times. Finally Clint knocked at the door.

“He’ll be seeing you now.”, he said directly at the window.

I put on Wilbur Sr.’s tuxedo and stepped out.

Policemen everywhere...

“I thought I said to call only one.”, I said and looked at Clint intimidatingly.

“When he heard your name, he called out a lot of them. I’m sorry.”,

“No need to be.... now where is he?”, I called out.

He stepped out and faced me. His eyes were filled were tears.

“What did they do to you?”, he said before hugging me and bursting into tears.

“Hey-hey easy now. Don’t, you’ll be covered in his filthy blood.”, I said then broke out of his hug.

“Whose blood this time?”, he asked.

I stepped aside and showed them all the inside of the car..

“Wow.. the biggest drug dealer and a drug addict as well. I’m not suprised if you killed him after finding out how bad of a scum he was.”,

“Aren’t you going to arrest me?”,

“No. Not yet. We need you to do something... work for us, no. Work with us... is that all right? Or do you want to go back to the institution? Which ever is fine... after that we need to do something about your kill count.”,

“Are you going to kill me after I’m done with your work?”, I asked them naturally.

They all looked at each other...

“A death sentence. Not including the ones we’ll tell you to dispose of. We’re sorry but we have to.”, one of them responded.

My brother looked at me all worried.

“We can put you back into the institution if that’s what you want.”,

“The first condition was fine enough... and that’s exactly what I’d like to be payed with.”, I stated.

The police officers let Clint and I clean up and get changed for me to be ready for returning at the institution and him to be questioned. Once we were done, they lead us to where we can spend the night.

“Was that police officer your brother or something?”, Allan asked.

“Yeah, I told him how I killed our father before they sent me to the institution.”,

“How’d it go? Did he lashed out on you?”,

“He pitied me. He’s 6 years older than me. That’s why when he had the chance he left and pursued his dream. I guess it was too late for me after him leaving. I lost it after that. My mother got pregnant after he left. I was happy just like my parents, but my Mom had a miscarriage. They kinda blamed me for it. They were already abusing me before but it became worse... it’s like when I go home... instead of feeling at ease I don’t feel safe at all. You don’t have to concern yourself with me Clint. Just shut up about what you found out today.”,

“I’m not a loud mouth... don’t worry.”,

“It’s nice talking to you. I feel somewhat easy around you, thanks.”, I said and smiled inside.

“Hey now... I’m married and I don’t go for teenagers.”, he kid.

“Don’t worry I’m not planning on settling down yet. I still haven’t finished her off.”,

“Who?”,

“I don’t want to jinx it so... I’m not telling anyone about it yet.”,

Someone knocked on our room door...

“Sleep already you two. We need to interview him and get you back to the institution by tomorrow.”, a policeman reminded us.

“We’re aware. Can you tell me where I can visit my Mother?”,

“We’re not suppose to tell you anything. Now go to sleep.”, he added then left.

“Are you going to say a few words to her before going back?”, Allan asked.

“No I just want to take her to where she truly belongs..... good night Clint.”, I spoke so casually hoping he didn’t get what I truly mean.

“I know you don’t want to jinx it. So I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear anything. Good night to you too.”, he said and finally laid in his bed.

He’s reliable somehow... I hope he’s okay... I know he doesn’t want to believe it. But I’m sure enough that Clint and his wife will meet again. He’s waiting after all, no matter how long it took.

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