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   Chapter 32 31. A killer

Agent 13 (Book 1) By Quidam13 Characters: 10263

Updated: 2018-05-08 23:51

Thirteen's POV

It's silent for while and all eyes are on me.

"What?" I question.

"That is the most suicidal plan I've ever heard." Jason exclaims.

"I thought we already established she has a death wish." Chase says, as he lets out a resigned sigh.

"I'm in!" Devin shouts enthusiastically.

I just get a blank look from Cody, and Zack looks at me confused.

"I'm sorry, I got lost right after you said the."

"That was the first word I said, Zack." I mutter through clenched teeth.

"Oh, " He says, though seems to be having difficulty not only understanding, but keeping his eyes open. That's not at all like Zack. I immediately narrow my eyes at Devin.

He looks up from the papers on the table, his eyes widen slightly, and I cross my arms over my chest. He starts to shift uncomfortably under my gaze. He suddenly jumps up from his seat and points to Chase.

"It was all Chase! I didn't do it this time I swear!" He yells out, panic in his voice, as if I'm going to kill him.

I turn towards Chase who merely shrugs.

"He wouldn't shut up."He puts his hands behind his head and leans back in the chair, placing his feet up on the table. "So I may or may not have slipped something into his coffee."

I run a hand over my face in exasperation. "You're all so unbelievably childish."

"I didn't do anything you wouldn't have."

"I wouldn't have drugged him." Chase gives a look that says he doesn't believe me. "I would've knocked him unconscious."

"Yeah that's better." He retorts sarcastically.

"He's helping us." I pronounce each word as if it'll help it sink into his head.

"He's a bad guy." He growls back at me in the same tone of voice.

"No, I'm a good guy...I think." Zack pauses and looks around. "You are the good guys right?"

I sigh and grab hold of his arm, dragging him out of the room and up to his.

"Look Cody, you're getting replaced." I hear Devin chirp. There's a thud as something, Devin, falls on the floor, unfortunately he can't take a hint. "Ooo, they're going into his bedroom, I wonder what they could possibly-OW, OW, OW! Alright I got it, I'll stop!"

I take Zack into his room and sit him on the bed. He groans and his hand moves up to his forehead, massaging it with his fingers.

"Is the room supposed to be spinning?" He asks me. I sigh and remove a syringe from my boot, loaded with the same stuff I used on Hayden. His eyes widen slightly. "What is that?"

I shrug. "It's going to hurt."I say right before I stab it into his thigh. He grits his teeth and grabs at his leg.

"What the hell?! That freaking burns!" He shouts out after a little while.

"Well look at the bright side."

"What bright side?"

"You're no longer drugged." I reply with a shrug.

"I was drugged?"

I run a hand over my face and shake my head. "Do you even remember, the past couple hours?"

"Why? What happened?" He questions, slight panic in his voice.

I shake my head again. "Never mind." I mutter as I walk into the bathroom and toss the syringe in the trash.

"Can I ask you something?"

's the lost freaking puppy now?

"You know what I've come to notice?" Jason questions as he follows right behind me down the stairs with Cody right behind him.

"No idea, do enlighten me." I reply as I walk into the kitchen where Chase and Devin sit at the counter playing a game of chess, they look up as we enter.

"Your gun is loaded when we leave the house, but in the house it's empty."

"Wow what a stunning observation."I exclaim sarcastically. "You should become a detective."

He glares at me. "You want to know what I think?" He asks.

"Not really."

"I think you only bring the gun along to give to someone else to use if they need it."

"Gee, you're just full of thoughts aren't you?" I retort. But inside I begin to panic slightly. "Why do you say that?"

I pull out a cutting board along with some vegetables and begin chopping them up.

"Because even though you've aimed a gun, I've never actually seen you fire one."

I stop cutting and I make sure to keep my back to him. "Oh really?" I question.

"Yeah." He says. "I don't think you use guns, because I've never once actually seen you do anything besides aim it."

"What an interesting theory."

"So I'm right aren't I?"

I sigh and put down the cutting knife. "Yeah you are." I mutter dejectedly.

"You won't pull the trigger on a gun?" Cody asks, shock written all over his face.

"It's not that I won't, I just...can't"

"Why the hell not?" Jason presses.

"It's in my past." I growl, getting slightly angry now. "Look I just freeze up alright. Just drop it." I hiss. "Besides it's not like I need a gun. I'm fine without one."

I'm never going to tell them why I can't pull the trigger, why I freeze up. How could I ever tell them? If they knew the truth, they'd look at me the same way she does.

And I don't need another reminder. The marks on my leg, are good enough.

Sorry again for the late update. I've been completely swamped in my studies and projects for school I just haven't had any time to update.

Thanks for reading!

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