moonlit_june
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Evan's expression is cold, calculated, but Ben can spot the insecurity and fear behind it. If Evan killed him right now, he still had to deal with Killian, but if he kept him alive, he might just escape. They both knew it, and it seemed like McCone moved onto the bargaining stage. Fine, Ben wasn't very good at bargaining, but turns out he was good at convincing people, judging by the millions that were rooting for him. And maybe he's taking a huge fucking risk, and it blows up in his face, but eh, who cares? Fuck it, he already made it this far into this madness. So he reaches a hand up, and sees Evan prepare for a hit that doesn't come. Instead, Ben settles his hand on his cheek. Evan blinks at him, confused. Ben takes the chance and rolls them over, straddling Evan. His hand moves down from Evan's face to his chest and pulls him up by his jacket.
"You want me to convince you, McCone?"
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And then... Trevor. God, probably the only loose end left, huh? It seemed like they were on good terms, saying they would stay friends after the heist. Trevor even said he forgave him afterwards, and they texted from time to time, but it felt so weird. So distant. They haven't seen each other face-to-face since parting ways on that hill, and it was really starting to feel like they were avoiding each other. Dancing around the obvious issues that still hung in the air.
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Casey Becker's lifeless body was lying on the bedroom floor beneath them. Two knife wounds on her chest. Absolutely gorgeous.
Stu was sitting beside the corpse and smiling devilishly at Billy. Billy smiled back, but then his expression turned serious, something dark hidden in his eyes.-Stu. Will you do something for me?
Stu answered without a hint of hesitation.
-Anything, Billy.
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-Jesus, T, what the fuck has gotten into you?!
Trevor took a step forward and grabbed Michael by his collar.
-You, Michael. You have gotten into me, like a fucking worm, like a rot in my head. You're fucking driving me crazy.
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-Who are you? Man, I told them not to let anybody in.
-Oh, sorry, I'm, err-
What was he supposed to say? That he's a promoter? That he's a fan? Fuck, this was already so awkward. Nam-Gyu shifted anxiously.
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