"… and he is the reason behind your kidnapping."
Ronnie didn't take the revelation too kindly.
"I call BULLSHIT on that! Like we are going to believe the nonsense you say!"
"Hahaha! Look at your faces… full of despair and disbelief… But believe me when I say, it's the truth!"
A dark shadow passed over the mobster's face once he was done being amused at the duo's reactions.
"The Bratva and the Familia have been irreconcilable enemies for generations now!
And what better way to provoke your enemies than to kill off the best friends of their precious little heir"
Sebastian's head was spinning.
The words he heard couldn't possibly be more far-fetched and unreasonable … yet it all made sense somehow.
The way the two of them had been unreasonably kidnapped, and how he had been somehow set free in an equally incomprehensible manner.
The sniper most probably belonged to Damien's Familia.
They were also the ones who cleaned up the corpses and freed him.
And the reason Damien left without a word…
Was it out of guilt?
Or did he just want to hide the truth?
As he recalled his memories of the time he spent in college, he was sure of one thing. While Damien had always been extremely secretive their friendship hadn't been a lie.
This meant that there was no reason for Ronnie to shoot himself like a blockheaded idiot since Damien would have rescued the two of them either way…
Unless.
.
.
.
"Hey, Seb! What are you doing? That thing is dangerous…"
Ronnie's eyes widened in fright once he saw Sebastian pointing the gun his way.
"I am sorry Ronnie… You can understand why I am doing this right?"
"I mean… Let's not be so hasty Sebastian. Take a deep breath."
"You knew, didn't you?"
"Know what?"
"About Damien."
"I didn't know shit! It's possible that this man is just lying to us."
"Is that so… well let's find out"
Seb grinned wildly as he positioned his index finger over the trigger.
"Sebastian. Stop. Please."
"Goodbye Ronnie"
"Don't do it…"
Ronnie tried to plead to the person who he thought was his best friend, but…
"It was never meant to be…"
*BANG!*
Sebastian fired the pistol.
Since he had been holding it with both his hands the recoil wasn't too hard to handle.
The echoing sound ringing in his ears, the smell of gunpowder and the feeling of controlling life and death… all excited him.
Once again, he was reminded of how much he had changed.
He was no longer capable of living a 'normal life' in the 'real world'.
In fact, after the previous two phases of the tutorial... he didn't even care anymore.
Back then Ronnie's death and sacrifice had affected him so much... but now... Ronnie was just another skeleton of his past.
Well, that still didn't mean he would just kill his old friend without any sense of remorse.
"AAAAAH! I AM DEAD! I AM DEAD! I AM DEAD!"
"…"
"Oh… I am not dead… I AM ALIVE! I AM ALIVE!..."
"…"
"SEBASTIAN WHAT WERE YOU THINKING! I COULD HAVE DIED!"
After confirming that there were no bullet holes in his body Ronnie had once again flipped out.
For a second Seb felt that it might have been better to have just shot him instead of missing on purpose.
At least he wouldn't have to listen to his annoying voice anymore.
"So… Mr. Captor. It seems like I missed... What happens to our fun little game now?"
Sebastian dropped the now empty gun on the table and slid it back towards the mobster.
Despite the sarcastic and provoking smirk edging the man on, he refused to show any outward signs of irritation.
He wordlessly picked up the M1911 and replaced the cartridge.
*Click* *Clack*
He cocked the gun once more and pointed it at Josh's head.
"It's not a problem at all. I will just complete the choice for you."
*BANG!*
A bullet was fired.
A gun was shot.
Yet the smile on Sebastian's smile was still as wide as ever.
After all…
The bloodied corpse that fell to the floor belonged to the Russian mafioso and not Ronnie.
The sniper's shot rang true once again.
His bet had played off.
Sebastian was a little confused though.
Why wasn't he stopped when he faked shooting Ronnie?
Was it simply because the sniper had been ordered not to shoot at them?
Or was it something more complicated?
Sebastian decided to stop contemplating for the time being and check up on Ronnie instead.
The person in question squinted one eye open to check the corpse before realizing that he had managed to cheat death a second time.
"Umm… is he dead?"
"Sure as hell."
"Can we leave now?"
"Who knows… let's wait and see what these kind gentlemen decide."
The mobster's death had caused chaos to spread throughout the ranks of the men that had been surrounding them.
They were calmed down by someone who seemed to be their leader.
"PERESTAN' TRAKHAT'SYA! VY MALEN'KIYE ZASRANTSY!" - [1]
"TEAM ALPHA!"
"YES SIR!"
"Go investigate the sniper! I want him dead! The 'Avtoritet' must be avenged!"
"YES SIR!"
Around 10 mobsters rushed out of the main exit.
"TEAM BRAVO AND TEAM DELTA!"
"YES SIR!"
"I WANT YOU TO DO A PERIMETER SEARCH! KILL ANY INTRUDERS ON SIGHT!"
"YES SIR!"
Another 20 or so men left the warehouse.
"TEAM GAMMA KEEP AN EYE ON THE PRISONERS!"
"YES SIR!"
There were only 10 men left in the warehouse, their leader who was most likely second in command after the dead 'Avtoritet', proceeded to leave the vicinity while trying to contact someone using a walkie-talkie.
"Psst Sebastian…"
"Yeah?"
"I don't think they are going to let us go!"
"Ya think!"
Seb was seriously getting annoyed at this point, what the hell was he thinking when he decided to make friends with someone who had the same personality as Josh.
Should have learnt his damn lesson...
Seb looked at the pistol which had landed on the floor near him.
There was no way for him to try anything without getting shot at.
But honestly… there wasn't any need for him to do anything.
According to what happened in his memories… they would just be knocked out and end up free.
And Damien's goons would come in, clean up the mess and free them.
Sebastian's plan was to prevent himself from getting knocked out and then try and contact Damien.
If he managed to get the help of Damien and his goons, it shouldn't be too hard to just have them take on the hidden boss for him while he just sat back and relaxed.
Why work hard when others could do it for him?
"Psst Ronnie!" Seb hissed.
"What?" Ronald whispered back.
"I need you to punch me in the face."
"Okay."
"Won't you ask me what's it for?"
"Don't care. I am already pissed at you for that stunt from earlier…"
"Fair enough. Just make sure to yell about it really loud."
"Okay… are you ready?"
"… just do it."
"Yep"
Ronnie suddenly rose to his feet and started banging his chains.
"SEBASTIAN YOU FUCKER! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU ALMOST TRIED TO KILL ME!!"
Sebastian also got up and brought his face forward to make getting punched easier.
"I was just trying to survive Ronnie, you would have done the same…"
"I WOULD NEVER HAVE! AND YOU KNOW IT!"
Seb did know it, in fact, he had memories of Ronnie sacrificing himself but… he needed to keep the act going.
"IF YOU THINK YOU ARE SO GOOD! WHY DON'T YOU DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!"
"OH, I WILL! I AM GOING TO SMACK YOU IN THE FACE!"
"YOU DON'T HAVE THE GUTS!"
And ... Ronnie took that personally.
He grabbed Seb by the hair and slammed his head down on the table.
*BAM!*
*BAM!*
*BAM!*
Thrice.
Seb had to give it his all to pretend to be unconscious and not scream out in pain.
The little f*cker hit him way too hard!
This wasn't even a punch!
One of the mafiosos assigned to watch over them rushed over and put Ronald in an arm-lock.
"SIT DOWN AND STAY STILL!"
"Can I hit him just one more time?"
"DOWN!"
"Fine! Fine! You guys got no chill…"
Even though his eyes were closed, Seb could hear Ronnie sitting back down and the mobster walking back to his position.
Soon, he started hearing sounds of gunfire being exchanged outside.
Seb grinned.
Damien's 'friends' must have come.
Now all he had to do was sit here and…
"TEAM GAMMA!"
"YES SIR!"
"Orders have arrived from above. There will also be no reinforcement, our job is to go outside and take down as many of the Caputo scum as we can!"
"YES SIR!"
To Seb, it was now just a matter of time before...
"And the prisoners… Just kill them both."
"YES SIR!"
What??
This didn't make sense!
Weren't they supposed to be knocked out first?
Unfortunately, all Seb could do was curse at his luck as the gunshots rang out.
"BLYAT!"
[1] - Russian for - STOP F*CKING AROUND! YOU LITTLE SHITS!