Hunting the sinner Part I

Killing someone was not easy.

No matter how much others found it easy, it was so hard for me that my hands were trembling. Owen was right when he said that I was quivering when I was aiming at him. I was afraid of killing him. Yet, I could not forgive him for what he did. When I pulled the trigger, I saw the memories of when we were together, when we laughed, when we cried—every single memory here had him in it.

He might kill for benefits. Killing was as easy as spewing words out of his mouth, but for me to kill someone I had trusted for a long time… If it had reached the point where I could not take it anymore, there would be only one ending for the traitor.

It was Death, even if I still did not know the truth hidden inside.

I hoped his spirit could tell me why he did it.

“You guys can go ahead of me. I’ll follow you to shore.”