Chapter 18 Loose ends
Catherine folded her arms, and raised a brow waiting for Miley to speak that she couldn't help but gulp. Her felt like it was say 'Think about your next words carefully' .
Miley looked at everywhere except Catherine's face " Well..." She sighed before looking at Catherine " I'm sorry" She whispered which made her friend's frown deepen. She was about to snap at Miley but Miley cut her off.
"And this is not because I don't have anything to say but because, I didn't think that my actions had hurt your feelings this much. I just.... I just didn't want to burden you. You are my friend and I didn't want to pressure you with my shitty situation" She explained, and chuckled.
"I mean you got that thing with you brother, and the idea off adding more problems to your life made me feel selfish" She added, and bit her lower lip.
There was silence for about minute before Miley spoke again "And, I hate looking broken. It makes me feel pathetic" She whispered, which made Catherine scoff.
Catherine walked toward, and grabbed her face. She squish her face until her lips unwilling pouted which made her look absolutely cute.
"If I didn't give an F about your live I wouldn't have bothered asking or... Calling your dad" She huffed" Girl, you're my one and only best friend. Of course, I would care. I would challenge your dad to hand wrestling for you. I would kiss Mavis just to make you happy. I would do so much for you, so stop trying to push me away. I do want to support and be there for you" She release her face and snatched the pack of Cheetos from Miley.
She opened the packed, and grabbed a hand full " And stop acting like you're the first who's been in a car accident that nearly took there life. Share, okay?" She said, and offered her a Cheeto.
Miley looked at Cheeto and smiled before taking it. " Sure thing" She said, and Catherine smiled.
She placed a hand on Miley's shoulder "Alright! Now that puts way, let me tell you some gossip" She said, and dragged Miley to the bed.
Teddy arrived looked around the scene, and sighed. The little shop was a mess.. blood on the walls, and bullet shells on the ground. Pennies on the floor, with the shelves pushed to the ground and all the stocks where all spilled on the ground.
He walked to the cash register counter, and noticed that register was wide open, most of the money was gone but some of it was left.
Karen hummed which made Teddy turn around to look at her. She was squatting on the ground near the victim's body.
The victim a thirty six years male played on the ground next to the register counter on his chest. Multiple bullet wounds on his back.
Karen stood up and dusted her trousers, and gazed at Teddy. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" She asked her dark brown eyes were sharp, and calculated.
Teddy chuckled " That this was an assassination made to look like a robbery? Yes I am" He said, and moved the pennies in the register with the end of his favorite pen which was also a father's day present from Mavis.
Karen scoffed "They did a pretty sloppy job then. The victim was shot at least twenty times. Probably three times in the front.. Chest maybe and when he fell in his chest they showered him with more bullets to make sure that he was really dead" She explained, and chuckled dryly.
Teddy looked around at the mess"They tried to wreck the store, and take some cash to make it seem like it really was a robbery but they way they collected the money from the register showed that they barely gave a fuck about the peanuts "He said, and picked his pen in his shirt pocket.
"They probably were gonna get a lot more money from someone else. From who ever hired them" Karen shrugged, and pulled out some bubble from her pocket. She unwrapped it before popping them in her mouth.
"Any idea who would have wanted this man dead?" She asked, and looked up at the tall man who stood beside her.
Teddy pinched the bridge of his nose "I can only think of one" He said, and turned to walk away.
Karen followed closely, and listened to what he was about to say. When they got outside Teddy stood in front of his car, and leaned it before taking of his rubber gloves. He opened his car door, and took a flukes that had coffee in which he had grabbed from home on his way to work.
"That man was Henry Jones the younger brother of Israel Jones" He said which he shocked Karen.
"The leader of Lyra?" She asked.
Teddy nodded "He likely knew about the reason why his brother and his gang was massacred. Who ever wanted him dead wanted to cut off all the loose ends" He said, and took a sip of his coffee from the small cup that came with the flukes.
"But, who?" Karen asked, and Teddy shrugged.
"That's what we're about to find out" He replied.
Karen was about to speak when her phone started ringing which cut her off, and she excused herself so she can answer the call.
Teddy took a gulp of his coffee, before chuckling in amusement.
He already knew who was responsible for this but obviously he couldn't tell Karen that. Aleksei was fir him to deal with, and he didn't wish to drag her into it. Though he knew that sooner or later she was going to catch on, but for now he had to keep her out of it.
He knew how dangerous that boy was. He had done his research, and so did his source and Aleksei Petrov was not a for to be reckon with.
Suddenly there was a gun shot and before Teddy could register what was happening he was suddenly on his knees.
Police officers were running around and finding cover from the sound. But it was already to late. Cause someone was already shot.
Miley was ran across the long hospital corridor with Catherine beside her. She was completely out of breath but didn't care. The terror she felt was enough to blind her from thinking normally.
She arrived at a door, and barged into the ward. She liked her around then her eyes looked her dad on the hospital bed, and she immediately burst into tears when she saw him.
She rushed towards him, and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Oh princess" Teddy chuckled, and hugged her with his uninjured arm. "I'm okay" He whispered.
Miley broke the hug, and started to check for other injuries "Are you okay? Did you get hurt somewhere else? Do you feel lightheaded? Do you need water? Food? Maybe some whiskey?" She bombarded him with questions which made him chuckle.
"Bug, I'm fine. I'm completely and absolutely fine. It's just a small gun shot wound" He assured her, and squeezed her hand.
"Small?! You got shot! What if you were shot somewhere else? What if you were shot on an artery or the chest or....." She sniffed, tears fell down her cheeks, and she hugged him again.