No doubt, Delilah will be in pieces in the next five minutes.
The devil, will storm.
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“The traitor?” Tiger said impatiently, holding up his gun. The Beretta gummed perfectly to his palm as he advanced with a f**king angry expression. A wounded lion would even run right now.
“There she is” Toyota gestured at Delilah who was still sitting on the ground, bleeding from the holes in her face.
Tiger turned to her, and a little remembrance of Chance’s condition right now made his blood boil even more.
He was swimming in rage, and if his anger was puddles before, it became a river. How dare she???
He pulled the trigger without thinking twice, shouting her arm.
“AHHHHH!!! Boss i really didn’t do it! I was one of the first members of this clan and I can still remember reading the rules with shaky lips the day I finished my training with Sylvester! Please believe me!!! Sylvester I can’t do it right? Sylvester where are you? I know I’ve always been a b**ch but I’m a loyal one! I can never betray this clan even if it costs my life! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!” She cried agonizingly, witnessing real pains in her bloodstream already. It’s pumping ferociously.
Sylvester closed his eyes immediately, turning his face away.
What’d he possibly say? There’s no evidence that she really called his brother, but if there’s one thing he’s so sure of, it’s the fact that she didn’t do it.
She started training with her same time, and they finished training same time too, they joined the gangsters on the same day, and she has always been the b**chy girl from day one, but he trusts her enough that she’d not do such, but what can he do? He’s not the boss, and no evidence to prove her innocence, so his hands are tied.
Tiger squatted in front of Delilah, and he raised her chin with his gun nozzle, studying her expression as blood escaped her holes.
“You didn’t do it?” He asked, his voice so cold.
“I didn’t, boss! Boss I really didn’t… Please save me!!! I don’t wanna die yet! I still have to revenge my parents death!! I can’t die this way boss!!!” She started crying again.
Tiger’s emotions kicked in again, and he regretted going closer to her immediately.
Seeing her begging like this and mentioning the death of her parents, it might seem like she’s throwing a pity party, but somewhere inside him wants to get to the root of this.
He has promised himself to destroy whoever it is, but what if she’s really not the one? He’d live in guilt for killing another innocent person. No
“Find her brother, and trace the call from there” he said, and Toyota smirked.
“Yes! Yes please find him! Please find…”
Delilah’s voice began failing cos she’s losing so much blood, and her body was already shaking.
“Find… his name is… he’s Tedross… he’s at Harley’s close, he lives in the ghetto…. Please…. please… find …”
“What if it’s all a plan? To have her voice programmed on his phone in case of something like this” Jezebel said.
“Chill, I’ll detect if it was programmed so far we get the phone, let’s leave” Zenith said, entering the wagon.
Sylvester entered with her, and they drove off.
“Take her to the capture zone, and inject her with some nortriptyline to retain the energy left in her till they’d be back” Tiger ordered, and two guards took half-dead Delilah away.
“Lambo, you should strengthen the lab power, and recover the lost files before daybreak” he said.
“It’s only three hours before daybreak” she replied slowly.
“You can’t?” He smirked.
“No boss! I right on it” she quickly replied.
“Taylor, you take some guards and trainees along to restructure the entry zones, I want feedback before daybreak too” he ordered.
“Yes boss” she bowed and left.
“What should I do?” Jezebel asked.
“Nothing” he replied, and when she made to speak, Tiger raised his gun, and she bowed quickly before leaving.
Tiger faced Toyota who has been silent, and immediately he saw her eyes, he knew another argument was bound to happen soon. She looks mad.
“And what the hell did you just f**king perform?” She demanded, her voice raining rage as she spoke .
“I don’t have the zeal to argue today, please Tigress” he replied, and she walked to him, grabbing his face roughly with her two palms.
“This is Sin-Nation, and not your Slayers clan, no room for repentance here! No second chance for survival! You just broke the rules!”
He removed her strong arms from his face, and she started struggling with him, but he turned her around and locked her arms beginf easily.
“Anytime we fight and you win, just know that I intentionally let you win, you can never overpower me, Yota” he whispered huskily.
“F**k you! I was already expecting her body in pieces when you came in like storm, but you f**ked it!” She spat, and he smiled, holding her tighter.
“You have no plans to ask me about how Chance is doing?”
“I know he survived it, isn’t that why you came here? Bastard” she cursed again.
“Are you always ready to fight me and get angry at me?” He said gently, finally releasing her.
She punched him in the mouth, and his eyes darkened.
“Don’t try locking my arms again, stronzo!”
“Damn you, for real” he said and walked away from him, going for the second wagon. He drove out of the clan, and Toyota kept standing on her spot, breathing angrily.
She never stopped till she was able to calm herself down…
“Cigar!” She ordered, and a guard cake running with it.
She got it and lightened straight up, puffing it so hard till the smoke filled his skull.
She started releasing it through her nose as she walked into her domain.
Alberto Gunner was so easy to bring down, she wasn’t expecting Sancho Ramos to be as easy as him, but this went beyond her expectations.
This is the first time an intruder will be breaking in, it has never happened when Tiger and his clan weren’t here, and it only means one thing…
The traitor is one of Tiger’s gang.
Zenith, Jezebel, Jaemin. It has to be one of them, and she’d find out even if she’d have to spill the blood of the innocent.
Her mind went to Delilah, and she smiled.
She knew it from the onset that Delilah didn’t do it.
In fact, after Lambo, Delilah is the b**ch she trusts next, but that’s just how dark her heart is, she wasn’t brought up for good, and Delilah was just unfortunate to share in her wickedness.
She admitted it right there, that she’s more than a devil.
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Taylor finished restructuring the entry zones with the trainees after one hour, and she sat on the bare groud, backing the wall.
The thoughts of Chance filled her head, and she sighed as she brought out her phone.
She clicked on his number, and she was even unaware of when she dialled it senselessly, and surprisingly, it was picked.
“Chancellor!” She gasped, spranging up immediately.
“Wait… were you actually expecting him to be awake by now? He got shot in three f**king spots!” Jaemin shouted.
“Motherf**ker” she muttered.
“I know you miss him, but …
She hung up before he could finish, and she saw Jezebel in front of herself already.
“Aww, so you have a crush on Chancellor for real” she laughed, and Taylor glared before turning his back on her.
“You can just join me, I can help you get what you want. You want the junior brother and I want the senior, pretty easy, let’s work together” Jezebel said, and Taylor turned back to her.
“Yunno what? Even if you’re the only person on Earth, I’d never join hands with you to do anything, b**ch! And wait… Isn’t Delilah your bestie? You went against her back there, it’s suspicious if you ask me” she said with a slow annoying smile.
“Watch what you spit” Jezebel replied, and Taylor went closer.
“Now that I think about it, you might actually be the traitor” she whispered into her ear, and Jezebel pushed her away before punching her chest.
Taylor staggered heavily, but she came back to her feet and picked a mad speed, running fast till she got to Jezebel and raised her two legs off the ground at a time, kicking her on the jaw.
Jezebel’s body flew, landing some meters away from Taylor.
Taylor landed back on her feet and smiled confidently as Jezebel struggled to stand with a bleeding mouth.
“I can put you in a car trunk and help people to look for you, stop playing with me” Taylor rolled eyes and left.
“Shit! F**k you!!!” Jezebel screamed, baring her bloody teeth like a wild animal.
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