Chapter 106
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"I must say you're a pretty nifty woman. You almost had me there when you took the liberty to destroy one of my property and decided to crawl through my vents like a vermin. It was a pity that I coincidentally caught you on camera when you came out of the vent in the storage room."
I messed up. I didn't take in account that he would also put a camera inside the storage room.
I clutched my hands into a pair of fists. But that shouldn't matter anymore as I got to Mark on time. "But in the end I won. I got to Mark on time, so you have to let us go." The flow of my words were even and careful as I eyed him wearily.
Casper's chuckles lowly, his shoulders rattling slightly as he closed his eyes. "Oh. Oh. Oh," He started and slowly revealed his crimson colored eyes again. "when does the bad guy every play by the rules? This game was solely meant for my amusement and if I could see Mark in absolute despair that would be a bonus!" The tone in his voice took a sudden turn, the mirth in his eyes dissolved to dust turning them pitiless. "But somebody had to defile my precious game. Not only didn't I get any amusement out of it Mark is even okay! So the best thing that you can do to repay me is to give up your life."
With the snap of his fingers his cronies started to stalk in our direction while pulling out their guns. The tip of my fingers started to turn cold, feeling the anxiety sipping through my skin.
I felt a pressure being applied on my arm and glanced sideways at Mark whose cautious gaze was leveled on Casper. "When I give the sign run as fast as you can to the parking garage." He said it in a whisper loud enough for only me to hear.
What? I stared at him incredulously and before I could answer him he dashed straight for Casper. The men aimed their gun at Mark and start firing their bullets at him, but as fast and agile he was the bullets didn't even manage to scratch him and the shooters met their retribution as Mark shot at them rapidly. Their screams echoing through the hallway.
Stunned by Mark's actions the men were petrified with fear, not daring to take another step leading to a breach in their circle. Mark took that chance and started to advance faster. Before anyone could react in time Mark had already tackled Casper to the ground- positioning himself on top of him while his hands took Casper's collar in a tight grip.
Mark turned his head around, looking over his shoulder as his urgent eyes locked with my bewildered ones; yelling, "Now!" and turned his upper body back around to keep the struggling Casper in check. The combed black hair of the man who resembled the snow got disarranged with few fringes falling in front of his eyes. Every time he tried to get up only to get pushed back down by Mark caused a fury to surge through him, turning his pale cast close to charcoal black.
"Run April!" Mark yelled when he still saw my unmoved body. I jolted. Run? You really expect me to just run and leave you behind? My consciousness wouldn't allow it.
I shook my head, whimpering to him, "I can't."
"Just go! I'll be fine!"
Feeling overwhelmed by the sudden situation I stumbled a few steps backwards, before turning around doing what Mark wanted me too; run. I wasn't able to get far as I only took three quick steps before Casper's roaring voice demanded my utmost attention.
"Take one more step and Mark's head will be adorned with gaping holes!" My feet were rooted to the ground. My torso turned slightly to the side and I gasped at what I saw. Mark and Casper were still in their wrestling positions, however the armed man that hovered above them had their gun aimed downwards at Mark.
Mark's back faced their guns and he said through gritted teeth. "Don't listen to him April."
Casper cackled evilly, "Sure don't listen to me. It would be my pleasure to end this fool's life, now."
Mark tightened his hold on Casper's collar and pulled him closer to his face as he glowered dangerously at him, "Shut up, before I break your twig-like neck."
I didn't know what to do. I felt so lost like the walls were steadily enclosing on me. There's no way that I could leave Mark knowing that that psycho may gun his head to the next life and now that I think about it whether I move or not he will still try to kill us it's just a matter of how fast he will do that.
I eyed skeptic at Casper. Our eyes met and I saw how the corner of his mouth got pulled into a smirk. His condescending look confirmed my thought and I drew my lips between my teeth out of frustration.
Or we die fighting or we die doing nothing. And I decide to fight. Pulling out the gun out of the tool belt with an unwavering stance I aimed at the group man with a dangerous glint in my eyes, yelling, "Don't move or I will shoot!"
They all turned their shocked gazes towards me before they all burst out laughing except for Mark who glared at me; his gaze asking me what the hell I was doing.
"Hahaha! A noob like you threatening us!? This is hilarious!" Casper body convulsed from the laughter and he had to clutch his stomach to sooth the pain. Mark shot him a glare but that didn't stop his laughter. "You're more likely to shoot Mark then us!"
All the men snickered at his remark. I felt my cheeks burning at his statement which was correct. I am not even sure if I was aiming correctly, but I kept a stoic expression, because I was never planning to shoot I only wanted their attention. "You're right. I don't know how to use a gun, but I sure as hell do know how to use something else."
I placed the gun back to where it came from and let my hand roam inside the big pocket hanging in front of my waist. They all ceased there laughter, their eyes gleaming with curiosity as to what I would pull out next.
As I pulled out the object from the belt Mark's thick brows started to meet each other bit by bit, vertical lines appearing between them as confusion settled on his face. And that goes for everyone even Casper's face had a frazzled expression on it.
"A deodorant spray? Are you serious?" He scoffed in disbelieve. "What are you going to do with that? Spray our evilness away? It's an axe spray at that too!" He laughed as he noticed the brand name. "Are you going to axe our neck?"
Everybody tittered at the pun. Only disgust and cringe could be found on my face before I shifted my eyes to Mark who stared at me as if the bullshit meter was ticking inside the red zone and mouthed at him, "Prepare to run." He narrowed his eyes but slowly broaden them again when he saw what I pulled out next, his lips twisting into a smirk.
