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“You are going to have to be a little bit more specific. Over.” She is right.

“I see a snake tattoo on all the dudes’ necks. Is that enough?” Adam is being sarcastic, but it’s valuable information. I am still following Emin, but now I am vigilant about my surroundings. After a couple of minutes, Hana comes through.

“They all belong on Lana’s team. I think she is extra careful and Emin doesn’t know.”

“Permission to take them out?” Sara is basically begging me. I stifle a laugh.

“Permission granted. Do I need to help out?”

“Fuck no. Over.” Josh joins Sara, wanting to kill some people. Those two are the most silent killers, apart from Adam.

Emin is almost at the park, and I position myself meters away on a park bench. He sits down and munches on his breakfast and coffee.

“Guards are taken out. We are coming to the park. Over.” Josh conveys to me. Emin is done with his breakfast, and then he looks around. He isn’t glancing over the park to scout out enemies; no, he is enjoying this. How is he finding peace when there is so much ugliness in the world? Okay, I don’t have time for this. He can bask in his tranquillity later.

“He is leaving for the estate. Now is the time to strike.” And I agree with Sara. Emin’s back is turned to me, and because of all the background noise, he doesn’t hear my footsteps on the cobblestones. I take hold of my gun with a silencer on it, and walk up to him.

“If your life means anything to you, you’ll shut the fuck up.” My gun is pressed against the lower part of his back while I’m close to his ear. Emin stops walking and nods.

“Whatever you think you are doing, you are making a grave mistake.” I press my weapon harder against his back while I guide him towards my car.

“I know my boss sent people to look after me; they will catch–”

“Oh, you mean the ones Sara and Josh took out?” I tuck away my gun, but keep walking nonchalantly behind Emin. Then I point towards Sara and Josh in the distance, and they wave at us. Even though I can’t see their expressions, I know they are smirking.

“What you two are doing is bonkers. Y’all should be going after Dario, not each other.” The next person who tells me that will be fucking dead. We arrive at my car, and I push him while Sara sits next to him, keeping a gun pointed at the side of his head.

“Where are we going?” I start the car, but I don’t drive off before I look at him and wink.

“We are going to have some fun.”

***

Once we got back to my villa, where I have so many memories with Lana, we placed Emin in my medical room.

“Who is guarding our guest while we are up here?” Adam barely gets his words out as his mouth is full of fries.

“Oliver is keeping guard,” I tell him as I take a bite of the hamburger we bought on our way back. We were all hungry after we dropped off Emin.

“He is going to die by Oliver’s blabbering before we can get to him.” I laugh from the bottom of my belly at Josh’s quip. I pull up the feed from the medical room on my phone, and Josh is right.

“Did you know that dragonflies can pump water in and out of their rectums to use as jet propulsion when they are tired?” Why the fuck is Oliver talking about dragonflies?

“Please just kill me now!” Emin yells at Oliver while he is still talking about dragonflies. I roll my eyes and close the feed. We finish our lunch and head downstairs.

“What are you going to do?” Sara asks me as I open the door.

I wink at her. “Step into my skin as M.”

“Fuck.” She is right on that. Sara and I walk in just as Oliver starts talking about the Ancient Romans.

“And listen about this! Ancient Romans used stale urine as mouthwash because the ammonia in it was great for cleaning teeth. It was so in-demand, the government even taxed it.” Fucking hell, man. Emin shoots me a get me the fuck out of here look.

“Okay, knock it off,” I order Oliver, and he kicks his feet off of the little chair. He stands up and drops his hands at his sides in exasperation.

“I was just starting to tell him all about the Ancient Romans.” He is such a child sometimes. Sara is checking if the restraints are still intact while I’m talking to my crazy friend.

“How the fuck do you know so many useless facts?” I’m genuinely curious.