Who Sent You?
Author: Sher Reev
last update2022-11-09 03:34:29

The two men slid off their car and sprinted towards the vehicle which they had been trailing after for a while.

Everywhere was silent, it was just a small narrow road and no one passed around much. Wide enough for only one car to pass at a time and stuck between tall abandoned house buildings, the place was just an abandoned area where no one even deemed fit for transport anymore.

Only the red vehicle stood in the middle of the road. With it's two front doors open and no one in sight.

The men walked stealthily towards the vehicle, each man to the either side of the car with their pistols clad in their grasps in case of any surprise.

When they were close enough, they could see that the car was empty.

"There's no one!"

"They should be close, let's look around."

The former nodded and they parted ways to opposite sides of the road. As they moved into the crevices of the close tall buildings, each man knew that he only had his own back from now on. And Hermes smiled from where he hid, tall from the ground.

"They took the trap... Time for a suprise."

He saw the two men grow further apart. One was heading into the far houses, away from his hiding place. However, the other guy was coming right at him.

He was getting closer now, almost close enough.

"Now!" Hermes signalled.

"Are you sure?" Zeid looked down from their position. It was too high. "Jumping from up here..."

"Don't worry. The walls are close enough for me to hold on to in case something goes wrong. And he won't even see me coming."

With that, he looped over the roof, leaving Zeid to the pity of holding on to his weight through the long rope tied around his waist.

As Hermes edged closer to the ground, the man could make a sound in his ears. He felt something was approaching but looking around, he saw nothing. Until he looked up.

But it was too late.

Hermes landed on his head with a heavy shoulder and his gun dropped in response as his head spank into a hundred dins playing in harmony.

The only thing he was able to do after receiving the blow was scream. And his shout was loud enough to alert his lost comrade who started running through.

Hermes had to shut him up by shoving the gun over his head. Then, he passed out. And Hermes had to drag him through a broken door into the shadows of an abandoned bedroom.

This was not the plan. The plan was to get information from the men sent after them, not to give them an evening nap like this.

"Fvck!"

The second guy was sprinting in his direction now and even though he was not in sight yet, his giant footsteps could be heard edging closer.

Fast, Hermes pulled himself up again into the sky, hoping to get back to his former spot before the man showed up.

But just as it remained a few rope leaps to get back with Zeid on top, the giant saw him flinging back and forth in the air, hanging on a rope and kicking on walls.

"Bastard!" He snared under his breath. Almost immediately, a bullet had come in Hermes' direction. It almost hit his waist but he got lucky.

"Dammit!"

He had no time to act as more shots followed, and eventually he dropped from that height as the rope cut him away.

"Hermes!" Was the only thing Zeid could scream when his hand couldn't catch Hermes' hand and their fingers could only kiss each other for a moment.

With a whim, Hermes dropped to the call of gravity and with a thump, he landed on a plastic roof attached to one of the buildings before eventually rolling down into the hard ground.

Before he could get on his feet, the furious giant stormed towards him in full force, stamping on his head with the sole of his boots.

Then he raised Hermes up to the sky, pressing on his throat as he held his neck with both hands.

"I heard you are quite a fighter, maybe I heard wrong. You seem weak!"

Seeing that Hermes would not lose breathe on time, he hit his head on the wall twice. Then he held up his head again, pressing more viciously.

Hermes could feel the life sipping out of him slowly and forcefully. But he wouldn't give up just yet. No! He still had things to do. Derek Bradbury would not be alive while he was dead!

But there was nothing he could do right now. His hands had swam around the air tirelessly, searching for something to grab on to but there was none. It seemed that it was all over.

Suddenly, the sound of a gunshot came from behind. And the grip of the giant lessened till Hermes dropped out of his hands. And the big man fell on the ground with a bullet in the back of his head.

Amidst coughs and spits, Hermes raised his red eyes to get a glimpse of who saved him.

"You could have killed him first. What were you thinking?" The figure moved closer and helped him up.

"Danny! It's good to see you."

At that moment, Zeid came out from a building with a baseball bat in his clutches.

"Who are you?" He screamed at Danny who looked terrifying a figure.

"Who are you?" Danny growled lowly back at him.

"No time for introduction guys," Hermes moved towards the broken door. A rustling sound came from inside.

"Who is it?" Danny asked in his deep voice.

"Just some company." Hermes jumped into the darkness and came back with company. The figure jumped out of the darkness through a kick from Hermes.

"He's with the giant?"

Hermes nodded in the positive.

"Who sent you?" He screeched at the man who now lay on the ground.

"Derek? The mafia boss?" Hermes added. Who else could it be if not those two?

He was reluctant to answer the question at first. Looking around, he saw that he was surrounded by the three of them.

In front of him was Hermes with his red vengeful eyes aiming lasers at him in case he tried anything funny.

On another side was the terrifying face of Danny. Half scarred and dreadfully ugly, it was not the kind of face he wanted to mess around with.

But his last option was better than the others. Zeid looked petrified and bewildered at everything. He kept staring at the dead body of the giant, looking terrified at the sight of death. He must be a greenhorn.

In the twinkle of an eye, the man had rushed away from the dreadful duo and before they could know it, he had a dagger placed around Zeid's neck.

"If you come closer, I kill your friend."

"He's not my friend." Danny pushed forward without care.

"Stop!" Hermes called. "He's MY friend!"

"Hmm" Dammy growled lowly as he pulled back reluctantly. The man fell into laughter.

"Yes. Exactly." The man continued in laughter as he began to step backwards with his hostage in an attempt to escape. "That's exactly what you should do. You don't know me, I know you. And so does the person who sent me. You're the poor bastard who wants a wife! You're the idiot who went to prison for love. The imbecile who thinks money isn't everything. The romeo of our story, the..."

A bullet shut him up. Buried into his brain when he least expected, and he dropped dead instantly.

Then Danny smirked at what he had jusst done, "I'm still very fast afterall."

Zeid was petrified. He felt the bullet pass beside him, and he didn't find it funny.

Hermes wasn't glad either, "Good. Now, he's dead. How do I know who sent him?"

Then a ringing sound chimed from the giant's pocket. Danny moved towards the body and brought out a phone.

"Well, Well. Look what we have here." He showed the screen towards Hermes.

Hermes read the name. It was none other. "Haisley!"

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