01-02-2025, 02:41 PM
Connor was nervous. And rightfully so, but this was just another job. She checked and rechecked her gear and made sure everything was in order. "You aren't getting cold feet are you?" She teased as she stood in front of him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I want to get this over with. I want him out of our life and dead if necessary. I can go without you, put a bullet in his head and we'll be done." Though Ayden wasn't sure it was as simple as that. She doubted they'd stop at just one, they'd have to go off the grid again, drop off the face of the planet, change their names and all before the baby was born, because once that happened shit would hit the fan and there would be far more paperwork to handle. It would suck. And Ayden didn't want that life for them.
"But this isn't my decision. It's ours. Do you want his death on your conscious? It won't bother me either way."
"But this isn't my decision. It's ours. Do you want his death on your conscious? It won't bother me either way."