Isaiah realised he was too high for this situation, as he often was, but he stayed for the drama as what the hot lady said finally dawned on him.
“What the fuckkk?” he whispered, grabbing Royal’s arm in shock. Royal, who was just as high as him, stared at him in confusion and furrowed his eyebrows, but Isaiah waved his hand at him. He slid down the wall, eyes still wide. He ignored the looks he was getting from some of the others,
Was he going to die? But he hadn’t even told Jamie how he felt about him. He snorted at his thoughts; that was a stupid wish. Jamie knew all about his feelings. s**t, he was going to die soon, and there was nothing he wished he could have done. How unoriginal of him.
Royal slid down the green wall beside him and stared at him.
“Are you okay?” he asked, frowning a little, resting his head on Isaiah’s shoulder, nudging him with his head.
Ash scowled at the woman as Isaiah looked over at them, and the battle of the glares continued. “The kids are innocent,” Ash hissed. “Leave all of them out of this.”
Lillian stared at him blankly for a moment before she sighed and pulled a piece of paper from her bra. She sighed as she unfolded the tiny square until it was the size of an A4 sheet. She stared at him for a minute before looking down and reading it.
“Melody Saunders,” she began. Melody perked up at her name, elbowing Thea as she wagged her eyebrows. However, Isaiah saw Liv and Scar freeze at the mention of their daughter's name, and both parents glared at Lillian. She ignored them and continued. “Proficiently skilled in martial arts, taekwondo, hand-to-hand combat, and has an exceptional aim. Like her uncle and grandmother, she followed in their footsteps as a third-year law student, leading to a worry for the future on the reliability of her cases and her legal power being used for illegal means.”
“Okay, so first of all, how do you know all of that? And second of all, I would make an amazing attorney, and don’t you question my moral standards.” Melody would have continued her tangent if Scar hadn’t walked over to his daughter and led her to stand behind him and Liv.
“Bailey De Mont.” Alex and Nathaniel had left a while ago, but Bailey had remained, lost in his imagination. Still, when he heard his name, he looked up in confusion. “Exceptional in archery, and with being a first year in forensic science, this could lead to a problem in the future.” Bailey opened his mouth but decided against saying anything. He shrugged and then pulled out his phone and texted someone instead.
“Thea Tomas-Saunders. Like her father, she has learned the ways of a computer and is believed to soon surpass her self-taught father in skills and danger.”
“Oh, really?” Thea asked with a grin. “You think I can eventually outdo my dad? Nice.”
“You’re years away from that,” Ash said, rolling his eyes before he stared at Lillian. “Have you been keeping track of us? Of our f*****g kids?”
“Yes,” Lillian replied. She looked down at the paper and continued reading. “Silas Tomas. A child soldier who had his death faked by his biological father, Indigo Bishops. He was then trained by Bishops into what he is today. However, Bishops was killed by an unknown assailant, though we all know who really killed the man. Needless to say, Silas Tomas’s existence is a threat.”
“A threat to f*****g what?” Erza snapped. “All he does is follow Soren around.”
“Irrelevant. Wendy De Mont,” Lillian said as she frowned at the piece of paper in her hand. Isaiah c****d his head a little. What was written for Wendy? That was the first expression she displayed when reading out all the names. He would have to look into that if he remembered. “Highly charismatic, social and outgoing, with friends everywhere, her links alone make her a dangerous person, but with you as her family, she’s a threat. The last thing we need is someone very high up in the government owing one of you a favour.”
“One time,” Rick muttered, childishly crossing his arms over his chest. “One time, and we already called that favour in.”
Lilliam, as she had previously been doing, ignored him and looked down at her paper. “Midnight Jay Handerson. The nephew of Blaze and Rain. Midnight is simply a menace, and with links to the underworld and now living with Tomas, he will sooner or later become a problem. It is better to neutralise the threat asap.”
“Oh, you have got to be shitting my d**k,” Erza hissed. She was going to storm over to the woman, possibly to stab her or punch her. You could never tell when she was hiding a weapon, but Megan grabbed her arm, forcing her wife to stay put. “Do you hear yourself? Do you even know who Midnight is?”
Lillian stared at her blankly. Erza roughly pointed at Midnigh, who somehow had ended up falling asleep on Royal, who had fallen asleep on him. Isaiah tried to get a look at the man in question, but with Royal lying on his shoulder, he didn’t know how to move without waking him. He knew how much of a light sleeper Royal was. “The one knocked on Royal. The only reason he’s with us is that Rain and Blaze are in Hong Kong, and they didn’t want to take Midnight with them. They wanted to give him something similar to a stable home, and didn't think moving him to a new country was the right way to go.”
“They and they owe us a f**k ton of favours,” Ash muttered. “Did not put up with his stoner ass for seven years for f*****g free, you know, no offence.”
“Nevertheless,” Lillain said. “They all have to go.”
“How- When?” Luca couldn’t finish his sentence, so he sighed, looking down at his hands. He ran a hand through his hair, stifling a yawn.
“Despite what you think, we have had you under surveillance for a while. I had tried to warn Erza, but she didn't catch the hint.”
“What hint?”
Lillian waved her hand, ignoring her. “You have now reached the potential level of threat where you must be eliminated.”
“Nice way of saying you’re going to kill us,” Liv snapped. “And our kids.”
“Fine.”
“Bubbles,” Ash hissed, glaring up at his husband. “Are you f*****g insane?”
“Romeo-”
Ash didn’t let the man finish and instead dragged him to what used to be Cece’s old office, now that she lived in Germany, it had been transformed into a guest bedroom that no one ever wanted because it was on the ground floor. Almost ten minutes later, the duo returned, and Ash looked a little flushed while Sebastian looked rather smug.
Isaiah snorted. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what had happened. “Fine,” Ash snapped. “You stay here. You stay ten fuking feet away from Alex and his family at all times. You have two months to fix this. Otherwise, I want a list of names and one of the Romero’s in my office.”
Soren frowned as he leaned over to Silas. “Did he just insinuate?”
“Yes,” the man replied. “Yes, he did.”
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