Secret Killer

Chapter 12 - Russ



Chapter 12 - Russ

Doctor. It is a well-respected occupation that saves millions of lives daily. Some become doctors to save lives, and some become to earn good money.

Russ, however, became a doctor because his parents forced him to.

When he was in high school, he focused on studies and never got to enjoy his teen years. He had strict parents, so even if he wanted to have a little 'fun' in his life, he couldn't.

He topped all the exams and entered the university. After years of studying and struggles, he became a doctor at the age of 33.

However, he couldn't get a job in a hospital because of an incident mentioned in his resume.

So he took a huge loan from the bank and created his own hospital.

After ten years, he paid back the loan and finally started earning for himself. But he had no friends, no lovers, and he had lost his parents in an accident a few years ago. Although he didn't shed a tear at their funeral, he was a little sad.

He saved hundreds of lives and performed risky surgeries that might have endangered his career if he failed.

But one day, he was sitting in his living room, watching a thriller movie, and suddenly, a thought crossed his mind.

"What the hell am I doing?"

He never wanted to be a doctor or anything on that matter. He never had a chance to make his life choices.

He was now in his late forties, with no friends, no lover, no life. Indeed, he had money, but what were they good for if he wasn't happy and satisfied?

He saved lives, but that was because it was his job as a doctor. He never cared about his patients, nor he cared if they died. That's why he always performed risky surgeries.

He was bored of his life. Thus, he chose to do something that a doctor should never think of.

He purposefully started killing his patients. He made sure they didn't die in the surgeries but after some days, that way, he wouldn't get into any possible problems.

After some attempts at killing his patients, he started finding joy in killing.

Until now, in his entire life, he hadn't enjoyed anything. But now, he started enjoying killing.

He was bored of doing the same thing everyday, all the time— that was to save lives as a doctor. Whenever he reached the hospital, he felt like going home. But now, he looked forward to every day. He wanted to go to the hospital as soon as possible, so he could meet new patients.

He enjoyed seeing his patients suffer. He felt happy when he saw the patients' families crying over their death.

Then one evening, he heard the announcement on the internet.

[Today's date- 12th September 2049. Time- 18:18. Due to the increasing population and advanced technology, thousands of homeless, uneducated, employed, and criminals roaming in the country are a useless burden to the world. So the government has come to a solution that on every 13th of the month, from 12 AM to 6 AM, all the crimes, including murders, would be legal.]

At first, he thought it was a prank, but then he realized it wasn't when all the television channels went out of service.

He prepared himself for the purge and hopped into his car as soon as the clock hit 12 AM.

He knew he wouldn't survive if he went to the city alone, so he chose to drive by the slum area of the city to kill some homeless people who couldn't fight back.

In the day, he saved lives as a doctor. And in the purge, he killed lives as a psychopath.

After driving for one hour and killing 12 homeless people by driving over them, he was on his way back to his home.

However, he saw Layla and Leon on his way.

At first, he thought of running over them as he did with others, but upon seeing Layla's face and bare thighs, he had something else in his mind.

He had never been with a girl in his life, and he couldn't miss his chance where his crimes would be legal.

He tried to be as calm and normal as he could and offered a ride to Layla, but she denied everything he said.

However, he noticed that whenever he mentioned something about Leon, she reacted. So he chose to use Leon's condition as bait and convinced Layla to come with him.

But much to his shock, an unexpected thing happened.

Leon woke up in the middle of the ride and asked Russ to stop the car.

Russ, however, didn't want to lose to the prey right before his home. At the least, he wanted Layla.

He tried to scare Leon and Layla by mentioning the purge and the city's condition, but that didn't have much effect as he anticipated.

Then, he thought that if he could bait Layla using Leon, then maybe he could also convince Leon by using Layla as bait.

And it worked.

He managed to convince Leon and Layla to enter his home. They washed their hands and face, and Russ gave them food to eat.

Layla and Leon ate the food as though they had never eaten it before.

'They are eating like crazy! There goes my breakfast too!' Russ gritted his teeth in anger. But he soon smirked and thought, 'Well, I will be having fun after this. So let her eat to her heart's content.'

He filled two glasses with mango juice and took out a sleeping drug from the drawer below the kitchen's platform.

'I wanted to mix it with the food, but that way, they both would have passed out. And I wouldn't be able to enjoy the girl's cute moans.'

He added the sleeping drug in one glass and mixed it well. Then, he gave the juice to Leon and Layla.

Layla was feeling thirsty, so she tried to drink it, but Leon stopped her and looked at Russ.

Leon still had no trust in Russ.

He took a sip from Layla's glass and waited for a few minutes before he allowed Layla to drink it.

'This kid has his guard up!' Russ clenched his fists in frustration, but he kept his facial expression normal.

Leon also drank the juice from his glass and continued eating the food.

'Heheheh!' Russ smirked inwardly and thought, 'Eat while you can because this is going to be your last meal.'

'You will never get to see the girl or even wake up again.'

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