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Chapter 12: Ok?
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"Why don't you just tell me your plan? I will feel more confident that way." Selina softly said to Ian through the phone.
"Just be patient, you have nothing to lose either way. When I send you a message, do what you do best."
Ian responded with a simple answer before hanging up. He then continued to make his way to the meeting, he had black gloves on and even plastic ones beneath them.
He had a black suit shirt and pants, looking formal. He had a small black bag in his hands, and he was unnaturally calm as he thought to himself.
'It should be easy. I will have to do it sometime in the future anyway, this world requires such a thing.'
He had almost reached his destination when a strange feeling started to surface throughout his mind and body.
'I'm nervous? Well, that's a welcomed feeling. It's been such a long time. I wonder though, how would I feel when I do it?'
His destination was a certain nightclub, to be specific the alleyway behind it. It's a backdoor to the club whose ownership belongs to Frank himself.
His steps were calculated as he only walked through alleyways and streets that don't have any cameras, if they do, he made sure to avoid them.
He found two guards standing in front of the backdoor, he walked up to them, and they directly allowed him in.
What surprised him wasn't that though since one of the guards is someone he had met before in the first meeting, so he must've recognized him.
What truly surprised him is them not searching him and taking any firearms or dangerous things he has, either Frank is that careless or he looks down on him to that degree.
'Well, that doesn't matter. I should act quickly... I wonder though, is this above what my ability can handle? Will I die here? Who am I kidding, I survived worse situations though none of them involved guns.'
Ian walked into that same hall he was in not long ago. It seemed fancier to him with plenty more decorations and artwork.
Frank himself looked more well-dressed and perhaps happier. Moreover, there were plenty of his henchmen in the hall, nearly twelve of them all with guns out.
"My nameless friend! Welcome back. Your boss said you have a business, so let's get right to it." He seemed quite excited about whatever Ian had to say.
Ian smiled and placed the briefcase on the table, "We did something recently, but well, we don't have the connection to sell it as you didn't give us one."
Frank let out a small laugh, "What are you talking about? I'm your connection. That's not a problem, is it? I will of course take a cut, and my other connection will also take a cut, but this is how things work."
Frank narrowed his eyes and added, "However, I'd very much like to know what you stole and who you stole it from. It couldn't possibly be what am thinking of, could it?"
"I heard about that, but we aren't at that level yet. Anyway, why don't you see for yourself," Ian said as he started opening the briefcase, he put the code and showed them what was within.
"Take a look at this one first, and tell me how much it's worth," Ian said as he brought one of the two black cases in the briefcase and handed it to him.
Frank eyed the other black case before he focused on the one in his hands, he opened it, and instantly, a smirk surfaced on his face.
"Quite the fancy thing. I don't really know much about things such as these, but I'm pretty sure this is extremely valuable, things such as these aren't usually found in jewelry stores, but I swear I remember seeing something similar in a museum."
Frank stood up with the necklace in his hand, it was gorgeous with an even more captivating amethyst inside, perfectly shaped.
"This is exactly what I need. I didn't think this would happen so soon, but sorry, it's what it is. Now tell me, where is the diamond?"
He didn't seem to be able to hold his emotions back as excitement was apparent on his face. A gun was in his hand which he aimed at Ian.
Ian shook his head with a chuckle, "My boss thought something like this might happen, so he sent me with this hoping you would change your mind. If not, then it doesn't matter, I am expendable anyway."
As he said that, Ian casually reached out to the other black case and opened it, within were two objects. A velvet jewelry box and a gun.
The box was quite exquisite. It was the one he took from the museum, the diamond was inside of it, comfortably sitting in it while it's open for the world to see, he, of course, didn't forget to take it.
Frank wasn't even bothered by the gun in the case though his underlings were already aiming their gun at Ian, any wrong move and he's dead.
Frank gulped as he reached out to the small box, "I-is it inside?" He didn't wait for an answer as he opened it directly after that... It was empty, "W-what's the meaning of this? Do you think I'm a joke just like the rest?"
Ian slowly took the gun into his hand and stood up, not in a hurry. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath ignoring all the extremely loud sounds around him.
He opened his eyes to the weirdest scene he had ever seen so far. Nothing even came close, and only then did his brain start to comprehend all the sounds that started occurring the moment he picked up the gun.
The moment he picked up the gun, almost everyone in the hall opened fire at him without a second thought, yet... yet not a bullet touched him.
From handguns to rifles, bullets were flying everywhere, and the stunned Frank finally started to get his wits back. Only then did he start to notice the anomaly of the situation, the elephant in the room.
Ian was right before him intact with his eyes closed, yet his men were falling one by one by the bullets of their own people.
Their bullets somehow reached everywhere in the hall but him.
"S-stop." Frank whimpered with a voice barely heard by his own ears. His hands were shaking as he aimed at Ian, ready to shoot.
Unfortunately, he wasn't able to pull the trigger as he found his brain almost entirely destroyed by the massive chandelier that fell on him.
His body fell on the ground, his fingers still moved for a second or two before life left his dead body.
Ian opened his eyes and strangely looked at his surroundings, dead bodies everywhere, blood flowing like a river.
Only one other person was alive in the hall, one of Frank's henchmen. He was shaking while looking at Ian as if looking at a monster.
Seeing Ian's brown eyes looking at him brought even more fear into him as he screamed, "Stop!! D-don't come close!"
He tried to aim and shoot at Ian again, his brain didn't seem to be working correctly as he stumbled backward with his head colliding with a sharp part of the ground... He was no more.
"Ahhh? Ok?"