Sniper

Chapter 7

* flashback *
KACE POV
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The sound of a loud alarm woke me up.

I was about to snooze it and turn to try to get my sleep back, but then I remembered the conversation I had with my father the night before.

I remembered what was at risk if I didn't get up to go to the dumbass school he enrolled me in.

I get out of bed and take a shower to try to wake up fully.

By the time I'm finished I feel like I'm a good eighty-percent operational.

I get dressed in black jeans, with a blue shirt underneath a camouflage Jean jacket. And to finish off I wear my timbs.

I know typical New Yorker with timbs but honestly they make me feel like I could stomp someone's face in and get away with it.

I head down to the kitchen to find our maid, Laura cleaning up the kitchen.

"Morning Laura, is my dad still here or has he left?"

"Oh sorry my dear your father ate his breakfast and headed to the office around an hour ago." she informed me with a sigh.

"No, it's alright I gotta get going anyway."

"You can head out once you have eaten your breakfast young man. Come, sit I'll get your breakfast." She says as she motions to the kitchen island.

"Laura really it's ok I'm not even hungry."

"Not another word from you young man, sit and eat, Now!"

"Fine!" I huff.

After my mother passed Laura has been like a mother figure to me. My dad was always busy even when my mother was still here.

That didn't change when she passed. In fact I think he started working more when she passed.

I look at Laura as a mother. And I think it's safe to assume she looks at me as the son she never had. 

"Well, well, well look who we have here. Kace Whitlock up at nine-o'clock in the morning to go to learn. Who would have ever thought?!"

I turn to see Anatoly Kuznetsov, chuckling at the sight before him.

Anatoly was my fathers best friend and business partner. I've know him my whole life. He has been more than a father to me then my own.

"Would like to eat something too, Mr. Kuznetsov?" Laura asked Anatoly.

"No, it's ok, I just stopped by to pick up a file for the today." Anatoly responded.

"Actually, Anatoly can you give me a ride to Colombia?" I needed a ride since my father wouldn't let me own a car because he thought I was 'irresponsible'.

"Sure, just finish up your breakfast first."

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After eating the car ride to Colombia was about fifteen minutes, which caused me to be a little late.

When I entered the classroom the teacher stopped what he was saying. And turned to me.