Target(H2OVanoss)

Part 16 - In a deep shit

I know! I know! Poor little Delirious 😱. I'm so into this, you guys make me happy to write even more. Thank you 😘. Enjoy ^.^
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(Delirious POV)
"It's a miracle that he survived. He's now in a doctor's care. The police didn't catch suspect. Stay tuned for more information."

I turned off the TV furiously, and took my head into my hands. I screamed again, feeling my beating heart, hoping it would somehow help me.

Where did I fuck up? How did they find him? I checked everything! Nobody saw me, how then?

I needed air, clear my mind. I grabbed my jacket and headed out. As I was walking through the park I sensed I was being watched. I sat down on the bench and checked my surroundings. People were passing by me but I couldn't get rid of that feeling. I started to scan everyone of them.

Within few seconds tall man sat besides me. He cleared his throat.

"So this is how it work? Just finding ya, and ya can kill?"

I glanced over him with a frown, fully confused.

What's going on here? Who's he? Is this some kind of joke?

"Ya don't have to answer me. I just have a work for you."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked slowly.

"Can ya please go with me?" He showed me his badge.

Fuck! Oh fuck, fuck, fuck. He doesn't know. He don't have any proof, any evidences. And that Evan didn't see anything from me. C'mon.

"What for, agent? Is it a crime siting down on the bench?"

"Kidnapping, killing and torturing. That's a crime. Now move, before I call some back ups."

I didn't want to sound any more suspicious. We both walked towards the end of the park silently. I pushed away the nervousness and fears far to the back, and wall myself with confidence and innocence. We got into his car

"I still dont get why am I here," I started conversation.

They don't know shit. They can't. I haven't done any mistakes.

"Stop with that acting and save your breath. You're going to need it."

We arrived to FBI building and when I saw the people around me through my body ran wave of disgust. I hated them. They thought they're fight for good but truth was they were working for government, for politician, for corrupted people. I was killing people, yes, but at least Tyler checked their backgrounds, so I knew exactly who I'm working for and who I'm killing. They were the dolls.

Through my way to the lower floor nobody gave me any attentions. And I was glad for it.

"Sit down. Ya wanna somethin' to drink?" Tall man asked with full Irish accent.

I did what he asked me for and smiled.

"Water please. Is it the time for me to know why am I here? I wasn't doing anything wrong, was I?" I asked innocently.

Within few seconds the door opened and other man came in. I knew him well. It was Greg Oswaldski, CEO of the FBI. Tyler once told me his brother wanted to hire me.

Oh shit. Did he find me through Tyler? How? He isn't speaking to Tyler directly, is he? Tyler wouldn't betray me. Plus he doesn't know how I look like, that's complete bullshit.