I pushed through the heavy glass of the hospital smelling the antiseptic from the lobby. My heart was racing a million miles a minute as I went straight to the elevator. I couldn't believe that I was actually here to kill someone. Liam was upstairs in the VIP ward, probably lying in that ridiculously comfortable bed, thinking he was safe.
And I had to somehow ruin it by killing the guy or else I'll probably die. Come to think of it I don't think Darius has ever explicitly said he'd kill me if I don't kill Liam tonight, just implied that I'd regret it.
Fuck it, he's a demon. It's better not to defy him until I have more information. Until then there's no escape for me.
