That Was Then (The Re-Do Series Book 1) by Arthurs Nia

Author:Arthurs, Nia [Arthurs, Nia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-08-21T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Alistair

When it comes to women, I usually steer clear. I learned quite early on in life that people can leave suddenly. Death is the only certainty. It is better to be prepared for it, than to believe it is somehow out of reach.

It was why I accepted the missions and exterminated the targets. It was why, for a time, I saw nothing wrong with my decisions. I was meeting a need, supplying my skills, and making good money along the way.

Two years ago, I was a trigger-happy, killing machine. I jumped at a chance to go on missions and broke away from the Brotherhood to fulfill my insatiable need to kill. I felt privileged to roam on my own.

All I had to do was throw a knife, shoot a gun, drain poison into a drink. I was Death’s messenger and I felt no remorse for my actions. Only the strong will survive in this world. I was determined to be the strongest.

Until I realized that I was not. I realized that I had become, in truth, the weakest version of myself. The assassin’s league was all I had known, all that made sense to me. Yet it was a shallow existence filled with paranoia and mistrust.

It was then that I gave it all up, escaped to the recesses of the world to try and forget. I had suddenly found my conscience and the weight of each of my kills kept me from peace.

I was destined to die by the very sword that I had lived by, and yet the burden of what I had done was draining the life out of me.

I am a coward. I accept this, understand that in the eyes of everyone but Damien, Tatum and the Caribbean Brotherhood, I am a disgrace to the league.

Shadow may be anyone, but if he succeeds in his plot of vengeance, he acts for assassins everywhere, for the families of those I’ve slain, for the side of justice.

We live by the sword. We die by the sword. No matter how deeply we regret all the fathers, brothers, and sons we have taken.

These are the thoughts circling in my mind as I prepare for my outing with Kendall. They are sobering reflections. I have serious doubts even as I climb into my rental car. Kendall is a settling down kind of woman. She deserves someone who can be that man for her.

I am the farthest thing from that man.

And yet, I don’t press the brakes. I don’t turn the car around. Because I am as selfish as I am cowardly. I am drawn to Kendall Villanueva by a force not even I can understand. Staying away from her would be too self-less and I am not that good of a man.

The highway is relatively traffic-free as I drive down the lanes of the brightly lit city. I asked Kendall to choose the restaurant, since I’m not too familiar with the established eateries in the city. Assassins stay low. Flaunting our presence in well-known restaurants is not our style.

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