A Payment : Part 3

The door creaked open slowly. A 19-year-old assassin slowly got in, closing the door behind her.

She had just finished talking to Kiaran. It was already past midnight time. Adreanna was sure that Axel had already fallen asleep.

So she did not expect the boy to sit on the edge of the bed, staring at the wall with a dull look on his face that was too inhuman. He looked like a lifeless boy, a living picture.

When he noticed her presence, Axel's face quickly turned kind and innocent, smiling at her as if the Axel that she saw earlier was just an illusion.

"Adreanna? I was waiting for you." He uttered with obvious doleful eyes that the boy desperately tried to hide.

Adreanna stared at him for a long time, letting the silence at them both. There was a heavy feeling in her chest as she watched her brother.