Summer looks weaker just for hearing that, so I tread with care. John is already dying. I don’t want to do anything to accelerate his death. The fact they’re both still alive shows the level of desperation.
I am the answer to their problems.
“Let them go, you got me,” I repeat.
“Get rid of your guns and come over here,” Robert says.
I take out my guns one at a time and lay them on the ground.
Two men come to me to search me. When the first puts his hand on my arm, a bullet pierces through the glass doors from outside and lodges in Micah’s head. That’s going to be either Aiden or Alejandro.
Micah goes down in a flash and that gives me the diversion I needed and Summer too.
The moment Robert looks over at Micah, she elbows him in his stomach and runs to the corner to shield herself as more bullets come through the glass doors taking down a few more men.
I grab my guns and shoot the two near me but I’m going for Robert.
Aiden and Alejandro crash through the doors and go after the remaining men while I rush Robert who now sees the scales have tipped in my favor.
He runs through the doors out on to the terrace and looks back to shoot at me. He misses but I don’t.
I fire bullet that hits him in his leg and slows him down.
Another bullet gets him in his back, and he falls to the ground face first. I catch up to him and the motherfucker tries to crawl away.
I kick him on to his back and place my foot on his chest to hold him down.
In the moonlight he looks like a wounded animal.
“You got me old friend,” he sputters, coughing blood.
I crouch down next to him and tap the side of his head with my gun. I remember the vow I made back in Brazil to end him.
This is the end.
“I told you I would do this and yet it doesn’t feel like it’s enough. I could kill you a million times and it wouldn’t be enough justice for me. But I’ll just make this one-time count.” With that I fire one bullet to his head and end him. Just like I promised I would.
It’s over now.