I walked up to the little house and knocked. I didn't expect anyone to answer so I didn't know why I did. However surprisingly the door swung open and there stood Lay. "You." He said voice trembling. I forced my way inside pushing him further into the room and closed the door behind us. He backed up looking around before he gave up and turned to face me. He knew that there was no escape, that his time had come. He was no stranger to this life, and he was intelligent. So I didn't know why he made the stupid decision to run.And the even dumber move of making a phone call today that we could trace back to this location. "Why did you run?" I asked.

He eyed me not saying a word. Until he spoke. "You know that when this is all over he won't hesitate to get rid of us all. Even you, so don't think being his favorite will save you."

I chuckled. "Ah that's where your underestimating me. I have my own plans. Sadly though you won't be there when it all happens."

I stepped forward. I knew it wouldn't be easy. He was aware that his death was imminent, lay would fight back.

He pulled out a knife from behind him.

I laughed. This would be fun.

We circled each other in the small room. I was going to use that to my advantage.

I lunged forward and since lay was in the defensive and nervous he took a step back knocking into the chair behind him. He feel back word and I jumped on him grabbing his wrist and prying the knife out of his han