Run and Catch || PU || Henry & Claire || V8 W1 || Friday Evening
@liveandliveagainforever
Finally. Claire had found him. She’d been hunting Henry down for almost a year. Ever since he released the virus. This time, Claire sure as hell was determined not to lose him or let Henry get away. He was the cause of so many people’s deaths that she cared about. Family. Her father, Claude, might not have approved of her actions, but she didn’t care. It wasn’t his decision and he wasn’t going to run her life.
Grinning darkly, she pulled the gun out and placed the barrel to the back of his head. “Bang. You’re dead now, Henry Escott. Or at least--you would be if Continuance didn’t want you so badly.” She walked around him, dragging the gun along his head until Claire was pointing it right between the eyes. “Guess you’re lucky. Today. But--”
She grinned even wider, biting her bottom lip. “They didn’t say I wasn’t allowed to torment you a little. Just that you had to be alive.” Claire pouted, canting her head to the side. “I was so looking forward to killing you, Henry. Maybe they’ll let me when they’re done with you.”