บท 33: Chapter Thirty-Three: Resolution
Approximately around half an hour later, Wales returns. Right away he notices the door to the building is open. His heart beating faster, he rushes inside. His footsteps making loud thuds as he scurries across the wooden panel floors. Within he finds a room empty; its previous occupant nowhere to be seen.
"Shit! Where'd that bitch go?!"
Before he could even turn around to look for her, he could hear someone heaving in heavy gulps of air behind him.
"Ah fuck, I'm getting too old for this shit."
Wales whips his head behind him. Calvin, who is just a small distance away from the frame of the door, is hunched forward clasping his knees. His eyes zone in on Wales even as he heaves in and out.
"Who the fuck are you?"
Calvin's slowly stabilizes, and with one final inhalation of air, he stands straight up. He composes himself as he furrows his brows.
"You don't need to know," Calvin said. "Soon, you'll be dead anyways."
Calvin straightens out his arm and then gestures with his hand. His eyes glowing an azure tint and then an object starts to materialize. In his hands, a revolver finds its place. Calvin then cocks the hammer and continues to look straight at Wales. On the other hand, Wales becomes befuddled. He has no idea as to what is going on and what the mysterious thing in Calvin's hands is.
"Any last words?" Calvin said. "Before I blow your brains out?"
Wales narrows his eyes at Calvin's threat. Stealthily, he tries to take out his hidden weapon without Cale noticing. He pins his chances on the fact that day is over and the darkness of the night has slowly begun to blanket over the land. With his hands finally lying over the weapon, he quickly puts his plan in motion. Not even half a second later when Wales started to move, a loud boom sounded out. Wales stops dead in his tracks and tilts over and slams into the floor; a hole found right in the middle of his forehead with blood starting to spill out. Splatters of blood and possible grey matter spills onto the wall and bed behind Wales. Calvin walks up to the corpse and then gives it a hard stare. His unfocused eyes staring unceasingly at the walls. Calvin stands up and then walks out of the house under the cover of darkness. He makes sure to stay out of sight as he quickly moves through the slums of the city.
.....
With the return of Marianne, everyone had a sigh of relief. But the worries that plague them now is the current state of her mind. Ever since she returned, she had stayed silent. Her eyes vacant and her expression could be described as being one of the dead. She had not yet eaten anything, her bowl of soup had remained untouched. It was not until later that her little brother and sister that she finally broke from her dazed state. The dam holding her fragile state of mind burst as soon as she saw their familiar faces. Tears flowed unceasingly from her eyes. Her cries grew hoarse as she continued for a long period. The two children simply stood by her side until their sister became exhausted and fell into a comfortable and deep slumber. The two kids carefully crept into her bed and slept with her. The day and night had passed with the three siblings sleeping within the arms of each other.
.....
Calvin had decided not to intervene with how her state of mind was. Nothing he would do would help her recover any more quickly. He decided that the two younger siblings would be able to bring her back around. His thoughts proved to be correct as he was informed that she had begun to recover little by little. Even Calvin himself was surprised at how fast she bounced back. The ties that bond the three have is stronger than what he had thought.
After finishing the request, he quietly returned to his office and laid out exhausted at his desk. More than anything, he is more worried about the fact that he had just killed a man. Though that man was undoubtedly a criminal, it does not change the fact that Calvin had taken the matter into his own hands. Whatever laws and rules are being upheld, he has for sure broken one key law that every civilized nation would have; murder. A long and exasperated breath escapes him.
"I let the blood rush to my head didn't I?"
After letting everything that happened sit for a good day, he goes over his course of actions which included the murder of Wales. If the guards or city does enforce the law, it is quite easy to pinpoint who was the one who had murdered Wales. However, since it happened in the slums, the guards and city were reluctant to enforce it since the slum is the place where they believe all dregs of the city lives. All manner of crime happens within the slums. If the guards are to constantly patrol and enforce the area, it would be too time-consuming not to mention assigning resources such as people to resolve the many crimes that are committed daily. This information is the only pillow to cushion his blatant disregard for the law.
"No use crying over spilt milk."
Calvin yawned. With barely any clients to come to him for work, He decides to end the day by going to going to bed early. Even with no clients, he is not worried about his financial situation. If he is to be frugal with the gold coins he pocketed a while back, he could last half a year with it. He swaps out his clothes with more comfortable ones and then gets into his bed. It does not take too long before his mind drifts and he falls asleep.
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