John, Delphi, Henry, Phoebe, Cleo, and Iris all walked out the restaurant, there was virtually no one left to stop them. Abraham had called the sorry group some cars. They were parked on the street corner inconspicuously.
The pain of the past 48 hours was beginning to catch up to Delphi and John, though mostly to John. He limped his way to the car parked in front. He leaned against the fender and waited for his friend.
Phoebe, Cleo, and Iris kept him company while he waited.
He quickly realized that Delphi was not the most talkative among her siblings. John thought that they asked him at least 30 questions within the first minute alone, including, "Is that your real hair or did you get plugs?"
Henry stayed behind to help Delphi out to the cars, but she insisted on walking alone. "Pretty clever, Kane. Pretty clever." Henry said as they stepped in sync.
"You think?" Delphi replied, the pink hue of the sunset settling on her cheeks.
"Don't get cocky on me." He said and she laughed happily. It was a sound that made Henry's heart pound.
Delphi stopped as they neared the cars and her sisters, crowding around John. She smiled as John tried to process them. She turned back to Henry. He was staring at her. "What are you doing, Henry?"
"I'm looking at you." He said softly.
Winston received the news of the Kane's sisters demise that earlier that day. He had yet to decide how he would celebrate. Though he did wonder about his friend John Wick. He highly doubted that Aalders had killed him.
Winston briefly pondered if anything could kill John Wick.
It had been Phoebe who suggested a back door to this secret place, so that she could come and go as she pleased.
Winston had loved Phoebe Kane. She was beautiful. But more than that, she cunning and keen. And mysterious. He had fallen for her quite easily. And he believed that he had enough, of well anything she could ever want, to keep her entertained and by his side.
He had been very wrong.
Phoebe pretended to be so uninterested in Winston's business. Little did he know that she was using him to keep up with the others. Winston had no clue that Phoebe had any sisters, let alone that they were the Kane sisters.
Delphi had sent Henry home with her sisters. They were to meet back at her farm with Egan in two days. Phoebe made sure to whisper the location of the secret door in Delphi's ear before leaving. She had tried to send John with them, but both he and Henry had insisted that one of them should stay with her, and they all three knew that John wasn't going to be able to assimilate to Cleo, Iris, and Phoebe during a car ride.
She asked John to go get the Mustang, because she was likely to be considered dead and couldn't appear very alive at the Continental without raising questions.
But John knew what she was up to.
Delphi felt so foolish for trusting Winston. She blamed her father. She had loved him so much, she looked for him in everyone. She found him in John. She had thought she recognized him in Winston. She had also been so wrong.
Delphi slipped through the back door of Winston's office easily. She held a bottle of bourbon in her hands. It was her usual gift to him. They used to have many chats at the bar in the Continental.
When Winston saw her, he became a little afraid.
Delphi put the bottle on his desk and then sat across from him. She willed her hands to stay still. They shook with anger.
"Surprised to see me?" Delphi asked as she crossed her legs.
Winston eyed the red head. He had plotted. He had schemed. He had bided his time. Yet, here she was.
Aldrich had been right. She was not a girl. She was a demon.
"Not at all, dear." Winston said as he opened the bottle and poured two glasses. "I trust you've settled your business here, and that I can just put the renovation of my pent house on your tab."
Delphi was not at all taken aback with Winston's arrogance. Phoebe had warned her of that. Winston's mind was racing with how exactly she was alive.
"You know, my sister never loved you." Delphi started with a sucker punch.
Winston took a swig of bourbon, but it did not make Delphi's words any easier to swallow.
"Love is a difficult concept for girls like us to grasp," Delphi swirled her bourbon as she continued, "much like forgiveness." Winston took another drink, and swallowed any hopes of reconciliation. "You had me buy that farm because you thought John Wick would kill me." She stated firmly.
"And instead he bloody made friends with you. Jonathon couldn't make a friend to save his life and yet somehow you've got him following you around like a puppy. But he won't let you kill me." Winston said. He knew his friendship with John Wick would pay off some day.
"No one 'lets' me do anything." Delphi sneered.
"Perhaps not, but you're smarter than that."
"Don't tell me how smart I am." Delphi snapped. And at that moment, Winston became very afraid.
"Unfortunately, you are worth more to me alive." Delphi continued. Winston found that hard to believe but was not in a place to question his luck.
Delphi quite enjoyed seeing the fear grow in Winston's eyes. She had thought and thought of ways to get revenge on this man. She figured the worst thing she could do would be nothing at all. The fear itself would kill Winston. A coward's death was all he deserved.
"I won't forget this." Delphi said as she stood. The hostility in her voice was recognizable.
"Neither will I." John growled as he emerged from a dark corner.
Winston was paralyzed in fear. He eyed John carefully. For once, the old man was at a loss for words.