Chapter 361 - I'm Back

Once Christina was back in Chengshi, she had decided that she was going to take everything in her hands. Whatever it was that would come in her way, she would just slaughter it. There was a good chance that she would be able to defeat anyone. As Jaws said, she was one of the best assassins that he ever had.

Surely, she still had a few years to rely on her body's flexibility and strength. But on the more important note, she had to disappear from the world. Now, the assassins would think that she would go underground--go in a populated country and live out the rest of her life living with the locals, blending in with the rest of them. She would blow her money, buying a house. She could even live a normal life.

But that was how they would be able to trace her. She needed a better cover. A new name. Even possibly a new face. She looked at her reflection on the mirror. Maybe she could change her nose. Maybe she should have her cheeks lifted and have the shape of her eyes altered.

She pushed the thought out of her head and whispered, "One thing at a time."

She got dropped on the busstop. She preferred to walk. She should go back to the diner first and check if the old couple would still take her in. She left without saying anything so she would not be even surprised if she would see her luggage at the curb of the street. But knowing that side of town, when people see something that could possibly be useful, it would be taken away forever.

Christina didn't go to the diner right away. She needed to see Qing Zihao first. She needed to know how he was. She needed to know how he would take the situation, because honestly--heavens made way--he was the only one anchoring down here.

If he was not up for what she had in mind then she would be more than glad to be on her way and be on the run her entirely life around the globe. Maybe she would find some settlement that was way out of civilization and the other assassins would find no way to reach her. 

She was not even sure when she told the woman in ticketing station that she wanted to go bacl to Chengshi. But the least that she could was try. 

The street was empty and dark yet again. Just like how it was when she was last here over a few weeks ago. Chrisitna did what she did before. She skipped the Qing's residence and went to the other house, jumped over their wall, to the window, and then into the Qing's property. 

This time, the window that she got into was locked and she had to find another means to get inside the house. She rounded the house stealthily, avoiding the guards' field of view then she finally got to the side of Zihao's bedroom. There was no light and she was kind of getting disheartened as she was climbing the pipes that would lead to his window. What if he was not there?

Would she wait?

That would be really creepy though... it was how she killed most of her targets. Get into their house, lurk in the shadows, wait, and then slash their throats. 

Christina peeked inside, balancing and straining herself on her toes. She could see someone inside and it was definitely Zihao. The room was dark but his bedside lamp was on. His head was turned down as he was reading something.

She did not hesitate to knock on the glass. At the sound, Qing Zihao jumped in surprise, tossing his material in the air. "Who's there?!"

"It's me," she said in her normal voice and knocked again. 

She could see his form moving before the curtains were swept to the side and his unshaven face came into view. "What are you doing here?" then he shook his head. "How did you even get here?"

Her leg muscles were on the verge of giving up. "It would be really great if you would let me in first. I'll tell you all the details."

"You're not here to kill me?"

"If I was you would've already been dead."

He raised the window and pulled her, clutching on the waistband of her jeans. She tumbled inside the carpeted floor. Zihao put distance between them, a gun was already pointing at her before she could even get on her two feet.

"Okay, relax," she said with her hands in the air. "I'm not here to hurt you. I could tell you everything."

Zihao shook the gun in his hand. "You could talk just fine with a gun pointed at you."

"Okay," she said in defeat. "I'll sit down." This was not how she imagined things would go but this was what she had. So be it.

"What are you doing here? Did you kill my grandfather?!"

Of course, she was now the main suspect. "I swear that on my life--not that it means much--I didn't do it. I know who did."

Zihao pointed the gun to her head. Oh how fast time flew. A month ago they had been in dates and eating their hearts out in restaurants. Now he was the only thing standing between Christina and death. What a way to start a love story, isn't it? "Why should I believe you?" he demanded.

Christina took a deep breath and told him everything about The Order of the Red Hand and her mission. He watched her with an unrelenting watchful eye. 

"Why did you come back?" he asked her.

"Because I want to. Now, I'm back. Didn't you want to see me?"

His eyes continued to glare at her. "I'm not so sure now."

Christina grinned bitterly. "If you want me to leave say so. If you want to kill me then, you may as well do it now."