Chapter 22: A Death in The Family
The two had done their utmost best to survive, but they hadn't even lasted three waves and five minutes before Raul was killed and Franco was waylaid. Now, even Rina was about to join them in the hands of death, these ruthless killers not even caring about her background as they aimed to kill.
She was lucky that they didn't go for a headshot, solely because the operative who rushed to the roof during their moment of rest was focused on Franco and just wanted to incapacitate her while he dealt with what he considered to be the real threat.
She should be grateful; it allowed her these critical last moments to make peace with life and get ready for the next one.
Rina clutched the hole in her abdomen and gritted her teeth, feeling the pain wash over her as her eyes misted with tears. Her hands were not large enough to stifle the flow of blood, and her body was becoming weaker by the second.
Franco looked back and felt a hint of remorse and despair. He felt remorse because he knew that he would not be able to see his wife, Genevieve, and his rascal son, Micheal, ever again. He promised his son that when he finished this assignment, they would play that new base-building game and create a miniature family empire within.
He would have to unfortunately break that promise, something which he regretted. Then there was the despair, because even if he died, his contract stipulated that his family would be heavily compensated, enough so that they would not have to worry about working for a long time.
But with Kaizer's fate unknown—but likely grim—and Rina too dying, it was clear that even if the employer was kind enough to not blame them for it, compensating his family as heavily as promised—if at all—was out of the question.
