Day 261 – Flawless – Short Story

“So this is really what he was talking about?” She says, turning towards him, his face screwed up with anger.

“Obviously,” he hisses, as he darts her a look that sends shivers running down her spine.

“Don’t take it out on me, you’re the one who let him go, you should’ve put a bullet in his head when you had the chance.”

“DON’T FUCKING LECTURE ME SALLY!” He yells, tightening his hands into fists, his teeth grind against each other, and he feels one of his back molars crack under the pressure. “You wasn’t there, you didn’t see what I saw, you didn’t have orders to follow, if I knew for sure he was responsible, I would’ve put more than one in his head. But it wasn’t my choice, I was just a hired gun, I did what I was asked to do, and I did it, not like you, you knew what he was like all along, you knew he was rotten, you could’ve done more to stop him, made sure he was taken care of,” he says, her cheeks go red, and she bows her head.

“I-I-It, it wasn’t meant to come across like that, I though, I-I-I, I thought maybe I could, well, maybe I could…”

“What? You thought you could save him?” He says, then lets out a laugh. “Some people can’t change, no matter what you hope, no matter what you do, some people are just too far, and Garret is one of those people, had you’ve let them know what he was fully capable off, what they were really going up against, we wouldn’t be standing here, looking down at these mutilated carcasses, we’d be somewhere else, having nothing to do with each other. I just honestly don’t understand why you kept that sort of inf….” His words comes to a stop, and his eyes shimmer, as if something leaves them, and then, falls forward, a knife sticking from the back of his head.

She locks eyes with Garret, and he smiles, she wickedly smiles back.

“Hello, mother,” he says softly.

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