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(Tyler POV)
I was woken up by my ringing tone. I picked it up with still closed eyes. I heard silent groaning  of annoyance from Craig as the phone woke him up as well.

"Yeah?" I mumbled, slowly opening my eyes.

"Elly is down. Come to my place at once."

"Yes, boss," I replied, hearing the beeping sound as he turned he call off.

I sat up, stretching myself. After that I looked around.

Only if I knew where did I throw off my clothes yesterday. Ah fuck it, this is my house and Craig saw me naked million times.

"What's wrong?" I heard adorable sleepy voice from behind me, when two arms hugged me from behind.

"Boss needs me," I whispered, turned my head to him and lightly kissed him.

"Can I come with you? I won't be a bother, promise! I don't want to be here, I feel so alone without you."

Don't do this to me, Craig. Don't, just don't. You have three days left. Only three fucking days.

"Sorry, maybe you noticed... my boss isn't fucking fun to be around," I replied, slowly getting off the bed.

I was dressing myself, when I noticed how sad he looked. It was tearing my from inside. I came to him, taking his head into my hands.

"I'll be here in one hour. Dress yourself, even though I would love you to be naked all the time, I'm taking you out. This whole day is on me."

He slowly smiled, kissing me on my lips. He wanted to pull away, when I bit his lower lip and explored his mouth.

"But its like three in the morning... where do you want to take me?"

"Don't ask, just do what I said."

"Ok then. Don't be too long."

I left him in my house and head over Delirious'. I was afraid. Afraid of his reaction once I tell him Ryan is down too. I didn't wanted him to be mad at me for not listening to his orders. I couldn't even imagine what he would say or do to me.

I didn't even knocked when the door opened. I followed him to the living room, trying to find out what mood he was in. But like for a millionth time he had a face of a poker player.

"Evan is sleeping?" I asked in whisper.

I didn't know how much can I say, how much did he tell Evan or how much he decided for Evan to know. His answer came as a shrug of his shoulders.

"I was thinking about this, really hard. Here's the plan I came up with. I'll go to that meeting, which Evan mentioned, and somehow kill Ryan there. He didn't exactly saw my face, only my mask. But I'll need Craig to get there without any suspicious."

Ok, here goes nothing.

"Delirious,"I started, and took a deep breath.

"No, don't you start about this. I won't allow you to go there. So I'll need a few things, I believe you can fetch me them," he said.

"Ryan is fucking dead already," I mumbled quickly, feeling my racing heart as the only thing that could have been heard.

"What was that?"

I avoided his gaze, looking anywhere else but him. I was terrified.

Maybe I should have just called and said this to him by great distance. Fuck me.

"Repeat that!" He raised his voice, which made me jump in surprise.

He was angry. No, he was furious. I looked at him, sweating, my body shaking.

"R-Ryan is dead."

"How?" He asked slowly.

"Don't be mad, please. Delirious... I really wanted to help and I-" He interrupted me by slamming his fist into the table.

"You didn't listen to me! You walked there without me knowing it! What the fuck, Tyler?" He shouted.

I knew he was mad only because he was worried about me. I could already sense it. The way he acted, trying to protect me. I know he already let me into his heart, and I was proud about it.

"I'm fucking sorry," I whispered, my voice full of guilt.

"You're sorry? You realize that you could have been dead by now?! Tyler this wasn't a game! How many things could have happened to you! And I wouldn't even know about it."

"I had to do it. He almost killed you, dude. And I couldn't fucking stand that. That FBI bitch used you, threatened you because of me, so it was my kind of way to fucking repay you," I said, trying to reason with him.

"But we're partners, for fuck sake. You should have at least told me about it!"

"I'm sorry, ok? I gathered the info about that FBI agent. I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

He sat down, rubbing his face in frustration. We went silent for a few minutes before he spoke again.

"How did you do it?" He asked.

"I-I used the arsenic? You talked about it a while ago."

I couldn't believe what I saw next. Delirious slowly nodded and sighed, his lips curled into the smile.

"I'm proud of you."

He's proud! He's fucking proud!

"But promise me from this day you'll stay back. And you'll tell me about your plans if you decide to go on some mission. Understood?"

I was totally happy. I expected more drama then this, and at the end he even said the most amazing words to me. I felt like he promoted me.

"Yes, boss."

"Fine. Now give me the Madison's number. We're closing the deal."

My heart stopped beating, while nervousness and fear filled my body.

But that would mean...

"You gave her two weeks, Delirious. And we have three days left!"

"Just give me her number, Tyler. I don't want to talk about this."

Craig.