âAnd why do we have someone who is worthless?â I ask nonchalantly.
âWell now, that ainât your business, is it? We heard that someone is coming for him. I guess he wants to test your loyalty.â He smirks, almost challengingly.
I look back at him, unphased. âI donât fucking have anything to prove. He knows I agreed for a reason, and Iâll stick to my side of the deal as long as he sticks to his.â I reply coldly.
So thatâs his reasonâ¦
âWell⦠that isnât a nice thing to say, since weâre supposed to be on the same side,â
Gaultier says as he walks in.
Black hair, blue eyes, the spitting image of Gerard himself. And I hate to admit it but that would make him my halfâbrotherâ¦
He smirks coldly and I glare back at him, refusing to look away first. Iâm certain he was the shooter who hurt Zaia⦠even though Gerard admitted to it, I highly doubt that. Same with the person who attacked Valerie.
âOnly I fucking hate you both,â I say, ripping open the package.
âThe feeling is mutual,â Gaultier says, scoffing bitterly.
Zade is a dickhead, but there is something extremely unhinged about Gaultierâ¦
Although heâs apparently born and raised in France, he changes his accent so efficiently itâs unnerving. Iâm sure heâs the one who was pranking me before he even admitted to it.
Heâs now playing with the knife in his hand as if heâs extremely bored.
Of course, heâs bitter. After all, they both have to submit to the fact that I am their leader.
âWell, your turn to keep Toussaint company.â Zade says, turning away. âLetâs hope you donât feel sorry for him.â
I donât respond.
I had planned to get the antidote and leave⦠I thought I had it all fucking figured out. Get in, get the antidote, kill them and end this all, but Gerard was a step aheadâ¦
(FLASHBACK)
Heâs awakened.
He now sits, all dressed in a suit, as if he hadnât just pretended to be in a coma for the last few weeks.
Gaultier, his son, had snuck into the pack and given him something to keep him in a comaâlike state. It irks me how they were getting into the pack so easily⦠I still donât know who the mole is.
âWell, Sebastian, meet Gaultier, your younger brother.â He smirks as me and the bastard exchange looks.
Thereâs no humanity in his eyes and heâs staring at me with hatred that he doesnât try to mask.
âHe is not my brother, and you are not my father. Iâm here as you wanted, and in return, you give me the antidote for my little girl.â I say, glaring coldly at Gerard.
This is the man who poisoned her. The urge to rip him apart consumes me, but there is nothing I can do right now until I find that antidote.
âOf course, and you will get it, however, you have to understand that I need to watch my back too. So, if you think you can simply take the antidote and disappear into the night, it wonât happen. I have people, Sebastian, inside that pack, aroundâ¦
everywhere and the moment you plan to double cross me⦠they will release a special toxin into the air.â
I donât react, waiting for him to continue. Once again, heâs trying to blackmail meâ¦
âHereâs an example.â He pulls a cloth off a large box that sits on the table beside him, and I find myself staring at a hamster in a glass box. âThis hamster has been given the same poison that is plaguing your poor little princessâs body⦠now if we put the.
toxin into the air around himâ¦â
I watch as Gaultier releases something into the glass case and instantly the hamster begins writhing before it suddenly drops dead, making my stomach twist.
âA trigger. It will send her into cardiac arrest, and she will die.â Gerard finishes.
I stare at the Hamster whose life was ripped from him so fast, realising that he would not make this easy for me.
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