Handler XX: Stock Maestro-Chapter 29: Driver of Death

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"What’s up?" He groaned, stretching his hand to stop Elena

"It’s payment time" she chuckled

"I’m kind of busy right now"

"Oh. Have you killed him yet?"

"No. Why?" He turned to Zayn, "We were just about to"

"Great— don’t do it yet. Place the phone on his ears"

He placed the phone on his ears and shouted out, "Done"

He couldn’t tell what she said but whatever that was made Zayn very scared.

"N–No... Not her" Zayn cried as he took the phone back, "P–Please... No" he struggled to free himself

"What was that?"

"Not your business..." She snapped, "Motel outside town, the Madam has some work for you" she added, hanging up.

"N–No... Please... No!"

Trent lowered Elena’s hand’s down as she raised it to pull the trigger.

"Wait" he squatted before Zayn.

"What was that about?"

Zayn just stared at his face, muttering some words.

"Who’s she?"

He flinched as Trent asked this.

"Tell me and I might help— I don’t like you but I just might"

"A–Au–rory..."

"Aurory?" Elena moved closer, surprised. "Aurory Sky?"

Zayn looked up and just nodded.

"No way... She’s supposed to be dead"

"Who’s she?" Trent turned to her.

"Another comrade in that operation" her jaws tightened, "Another traitor"

"There’s two of you, huh?"

He’d asked for one favor. If the other person was working for Kraven Intelligence, it’d be hard to call another.

Not another favor. He clenched his fist, standing up.

"Might..." He exhaled, "But I can’t"

Zayn shot his face up immediately.

"N–No!!!"

"Get this over with— Anton will clean up"

Elena looked at him as he walked away. Her chest tightened as she raised the gun once more, clenching on it.

"You deserve a worse death than this. Dean, Matt, Freda— our comrades— all dead" tears rolled from her eyes as she spoke.

"Aurory will meet you soon— May the Stars never forgive you"

Bang!

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He headed for the location as soon as he stepped out of the hotel.

Sheraton— who knew it belonged to Newton? He must’ve made a ton of money.

And, Elena... His grip tightened on the wheel. She must’ve gone through so much. A bullet won’t be enough.

Aurory, huh?

Memories flooded his mind— the nice times with Elena, the misunderstanding of her death and the grief.

How frustrating. He ran his fingers through his head. Focus, Trent.

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"I’m outside the motel— what’s up?"

He looked towards the entrance— not Denny’s place.

"Why am I here?"

"You’ve been asking too many questions, Boss" she chuckled, "Relax"

"There’s a bad egg inside— Room 5. Destroy it— it’s dangerous, so be careful"

"How do I get to the rooms?"

"Ask nicely. Target’s black haired— just like you" she laughed, hanging up.

Fuck. What kind of explanation is that? And what do they take him as?

He reached into his car, put on a mask and tucked a gun under his shirt.

"Hello," the receptionist greeted as he walked in, "We don’t—"

He flinched as Trent flashed the gun.

"Welcome" he gulped.

"I know your face— you don’t know mine" Trent whispered, "I’ll leave soon. Don’t do anything stupid, alright?"

The receptionist nodded with a smile,

"Room 5"

Trent looked into the hallway as he pointed, "Good lad... Hang tight"

"You know what?" He turned to the receptionist as he walked a few feet, "Come with me— knock and make them open up"

"Room service" the receptionist knocked on the door,

"It isn’t time for—" The lady opened, flinching as she sighted Trent with a pointed gun.

Trent jumped in immediately as she dashed off. "Don’t" he shot close to her

"Off you go, lad" he waved, sending the receptionist away.

Her face became clearer as he walked towards her, "Who do we have here?"

She slowly sat on the floor as he moved closer.

"Aurory Sky..."

He could recognize her from the Yolaf’s handler file.

Something he’d wondered for a while— just how accurate was that file?

It didn’t have information about people switching sides and it’s information about the program seemed limited.

She shifted backwards,

"It’s a pleasure to meet you"

"W–Who are you?"

"A friend of Zayn" he chuckled,

Her eyes widened, "Z–Zayn? How’s he?"

"He’s alright— that’s not why I’m here"

He glanced at the edge of the room— some wires.

"Stand up and sit on the bed"

She obeyed— trembling as she positioned herself.

He pointed the gun at her as he grabbed the rope. Tied her tightly to bed post and took his phone out.

"Room 5. Motel outside town— not Denny’s place"

That should take about 20 minutes.

He sat besides her and dropped his weapon, humming to the sound of the song she was playing

"Great taste" he turned to her.

She stared at him— confused, angry and scared. "W–What of Zayn?"

"You’ll meet him soon" he laughed, "the driver’s coming— she’ll take you to him"

He stood up to open the door as he heard a knock,

"Welcome"

"Why am I here?" She asked, trying to peep inside.

He blocked her with his body, "A reunion gift" he smiled

She pushed him aside as she walked in. Her eyes widened as her gaze met Aurory’s

"How did you find her?" She walked closer.

Aurory struggled with the wires, trying to force herself free. Her chest tightened with every step Elena took towards her.

Why is she here?

"Hi, Rory?"

"H–Hi, El..." she gulped, forcing a smile. Her eyes shifted from Elena to Trent. What was going on?

"Wow... You know each other?" He laughed, acting surprised. "She’s the driver"

"Driver?" Elena turned, confused.

"She wanted to meet Zayny, so I called the driver— would you mind taking her to meet him?"

Elena turned, chuckling. Crazy bastard.

"Of course I don’t mind, Rory... For old time’s sake"

Aurory gulped as she sighted the gun. She tried to shift backwards.

"Tell me something— did he convince you to betray us?"

Her eyes widened, "Y–Yeah... He threatened me" tears formed on her eyes.

Elena chuckled, "That’s it..."

She sniffled as she heard this, crying more.

"...Such a terrible act" Trent burst into laughter.

She looked at him immediately,

"Sorry, sorry... It was just so terrible" he turned his face away.

"She’s always being terrible"

Her eyes widened as Elena corked the gun.

"I–I didn’t... He force me!!"

"That’s between you and him— not me" she replied, standing up.

"Repent in your next life" she turned her face away, pulling the trigger.

"Thank you" she muttered as she walked past him.

"You’re welcome" he replied, looking at the body.

He took his phone out and typed,

COMPLETE.

"Such shit" he groaned, locking the door behind him.

Must’ve ran home. He chuckled as he passed the reception.

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He woke up as he heard a knock on the door, "Who’s there" he groaned, stretching.

"Xander, Sir"

"Oh" he dragged himself up, "come in"

Xander walked in, a kettle and cup on the tray.

"What’s that?"

"Tea— I bought some"

"Yeah... I never even gave Mia money for dinner" he stood up, stretching, "and I dared ask for pork"

"It’s no problem— I bought the things she used"

He turned to him, surprised,

"How?"

"I have some money saved up" he responded, chuckling.

Trent reached for his bag and brought his card out.

"Here—" he walked up to him and stretched it, "Take care of everything from here. Plus the money you used. Tell me if it runs out— I’ll try to monitor it too"

"...Yes, Sir" Xander’s eyes trailed the card to his face as he took it.

"I’ll have the pork she made— tell her"

"As you wish"

Ugh...

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"... see you later" he said, hanging up.

"Good morning, Sir" Mia greeted as she walked in, Xander following behind.

"Good morning, Mia— how was your night?" He arranged the table as she walked with the tray.

"Lovely... I hope you slept well, Sir"

"Yeah" he smiled, "What about you, Mr. Formal?" he turned to Xander.

"I slept well, Sir" Xander replied, eyes trailing to Mia who looked at him, chuckling.

"This smells great— Thank you"

"Enjoy your meal, Sir" she chuckled, walking off.

"Ah... I’ll have some guests later. Get some wine, beers and lots of meat. Mia, you’ll have to cook for 3 more people"

"No problem, Sir" they bowed and walked off.

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He walked out as the car pulled in— Theo and Angela walked out.

"Wow" Theo exclaimed, looking around excited. "It must feel great to be rich"

Angela watched him as she walked behind.

"Welcome" he greeted them as they walked closer.

"Such a big place— should I move in?" Theo laughed, walking forward.

"Hello, Tre– Boss" Angela greeted,

"There’s no need for such formalities" he scoffed, turning to lead them in.

"You can move in if you want"

"Really?" Theo gasped, still admiring the place.

"Of course— there’s a lot of rooms and I might get bored" he chuckled, "and Xander can’t do all the work" he murmured

"What?"

"Nothing"

He sighted Xander across the room and called him over.

"These are my guests" he introduced them. Xander bowed.

"This is my butler— Xander"

Angela gasped as she heard the name.

"Xander Ferte?"

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