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The Black List: The Sniper

Synopsis: I do not own this work, all rights go to their respective creators, I only own the OC. , English is not my native language nor is it a language I master, I write on my cell phone. The usual MC dies and is reborn in the world of Blacklist mixed with The shooter, MC dies and reincarnates as Bob Lee Swagger's older brother, it's a mixture of two worlds, it doesn't contain information from the book only from the TV series. PS: This is my first work, I'm using translator to write, I hope you give this fic a chance if you're a fan of these two TV series, reviews are welcome both negative and positive (call garbage is not criticism if it's to belittle it's better not arrive).

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Aram Mojtabai Part 2

Alex PV's

Reddington. "No.

Donald is clean, but I had to test Aram, the poor thing almost died of the heart."

"Leave the poor guy at home and buy him dinner, it's the least he deserves."

Reddington."I'm doing it, I'm sorry too.

Am I a gentleman, or do you think I'm a troglodyte?"

"What I think is beside the point, you need to clean the house soon.

The blacklist has to go on, the situation is getting out of hand until the old monkey showed up after twenty years."

Reddington. "Don't underestimate me, I'll fix this soon.

But I won't take credit for your words, not everything goes according to plan.

I'm doing my best, you don't have to worry about the blacklist, that's the core of my plans and for now, it's all within my expectations."

"I hope so, you know we don't have much time.

If we miss this window of opportunity, we'll all end up on the conspiracy's blacklist."

Reddington. "Don't worry about it, I still have a lot to live for.

I won't die anytime soon!"

"That's it, but you can't be too careful."

Reddington. "That's true. I'm already close to knowing who the rat is in my organization, he used one of the bankers I do business with.

He tried to trick me, but I don't think they're taking me seriously or the enemies are so good that my organization has become a rat's nest and I've lost control over it.

I'm leaning more towards the first option, and that brings me one step closer to identifying them."

"Good, get it over with soon.

I told you not to trust anyone outside your organization, now they almost financed his death.

It's been almost a month and you still haven't accompanied me to the doctor for treatment."

Reddington. "As I've already said, I'm not going to die anytime soon.

This treatment has to wait, the situation got a little out of control.

Until later."

"I can't force you to do anything, but make sure you don't delay your appointment too much.

Until later."

I'm already getting a headache, Meg hasn't even come back and I'm already stressed.

If I keep going like this I'll end up going bald, I'm still too young for that and I don't want to look like Reddington.

I think I better get back to sleep, two more hours of sleep won't be the end of the world.

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Reddington PV's

I hung up the phone and walked into the room, sat across from Aram, and stared at him for a few seconds while holding my gun. "Sorry to interrupt our pleasant conversation, but I had to make this call.

As I was saying, you are innocent.

Here it is, a souvenir."

Aram took the ammo and said. "I'm?

I mean, I am!

Wait, what?"

This guy is a character, now I understand why Alex likes him so much. "The team that broke into the secret base was paid by the Gestalten Landesbank.

My contact there traced a payment of $250,000 to a secret account belonging to Louis Coogan."

Aram Mojtabai. "Louis who?"

"It's a pseudonym, for you.

Someone is trying to implicate you as an informant by creating a money trail that leads directly to you.

You are too smart to have accepted payment that was so easily located."

Aram Mojtabai. "You're not going to kill me."

"No.

Alex wouldn't let you and you're innocent.

I will find other people, responsible for this, and they are the ones who will die."

Aram Mojtabai. "Thank God!

If we're done here, can I go home?

You know, with all this history and work, I ended up not getting much sleep these days.

I can?"

I looked at Dembe standing in the doorway and said. "Dembe, take Aram to his apartment, please.

On the way, buy him something he wants to eat.

Aram, I'm sorry for the inconvenience, I hope you'll accept this five million as compensation for all this inconvenient situation."

Dembe Zuma. "Of course, Raymond.

Aram, are we going?"

Aram Mojtabai. "Mr. Reddington!

I can't take all this money, it's too much!"

"Unfortunately, it's already in your account and I can't do anything about it, blame Alex.

Until next time, Aram!

Dembe, take him quick."

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(A/N: Pass your POWER STONES or Dembe Zuma will eat your cookies!)

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