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I scanned the tall majestic 5-star hotel building 2000 meters away, thoroughly, making sure I knew my target’s whereabouts, I focused on my scope and aimed it towards my target’s head he was a very unpleasant sight. Overweight, grey dusty hair, a kind of look that would make you have nightmares for days tbh. The guy was obviously standing around filthy whores who only wanted the money they practically looked half his age but let’s all agree that there’s nothing you can expect from a gangster.

I aimed for a headshot since it was my specialty, I steady my breathing once he was in sight and effortlessly pulled the trigger.

His head practically exploded into little bits the blood was flying onto the sluty whores who were next to him and his dead body plopped down to the concrete floor. His guards still in shock start to search and I took that as my sign to head the hell out of this place. Though the screams of the civilians were a pleasant hearing.

I grabbed my snipper. my snipe rifle and my trusty AK-47 and dismantled it in a record of the time I took them and dashed out.

The vantage place I picked was an old bar warehouse about a mile away. I rapidly dashed down the flight of stairs and headed for the door. The vibration in my pockets stopped me in my tracks I pick up the phone,

“What” I answered obviously annoyed because all I want to do now is take a long ass cold shower and go to sleep.

“Has he been taken care of?” the idiotic man said. Like obviously does he not know who to fuck I am.

“Yup,” I said sounding sarcastic and annoyed knowing he hates it when I do that. 

“Well done Rose. well, see you in the safe house then. Drive safe kiddo”

I hung up instantly after hearing the word kiddo.

I rush the next flight of stairs but not before I see a metallic-looking knife clean and sharpened dashed/flying towards my head. I instantly ducked and examined the now cracked wall behind me. I was right, a very large knife was sticking out of the wall behind me where my head was. 

“Well look what we have here” the cold chilling yet familiar voice said.

I shot my head up and confirming my assumption I chuckled.

His designer suit fit his figure perfectly. He was wearing a white dress shirt tucked in with a few buttons undone, showing his intricately designed tattoos on his neck. He was 6’2 and had a lean muscular physique. 

“Why isn’t lovely running into you Alex” sarcasm played with every word I said. His name tasting like poison when it came out of my mouth. I get up and lean against the wall. 

He began to walk towards me and eventually closed the space in between us 

“It will be more lovely once you stop breathing amor” yuck this guy makes me want to puke so badly. 

I sigh and I grab his arm and swung it around so it was painfully pushed against his back. I got on my toes to reach his ear and whispered “maybe your two-faced uncle could teach you how to treat a lady properly, oh wait, that’s right. He cant. Because I just killed him” 

Alex used his free hand and pushes himself off the wall making me lose a bit of balance he then grabs the blade that was stuck on the wall and swings it towards me I duck nearly escaping the blade and I have to give it to him he’s one fast fucker. He aims for my stomach and I narrowly escape it but a bit too late as it grazes my arm.

He throws something at me which causes me to fall to the ground he jumps ontop of me and straddles me tightly so I don’t escape. He grips my neck and proceeds to choke me with his humungous hands he raises the knife in the air and looks down at me smiling.

“Awh come on rose I thought you would put up more of a fight” tracing my face with his sharpened blade

“oh...well..fu..CK...Y-you Alex” I breathed out as i bucked up my hips causing him to lose balance and fall over. Now my turn. I swung my leg over him straddling him as I placed the blade on his neck. Just about as I was gonna slice this idiot’s neck open I get caught off guard with nearby sirens blaring outside the warehouse.

I press the knife in just a bit so he can feel pissed later on and i slowly raised myself off him with the knife still pointed towards him

“Next time you won’t be so lucky fucker.” with the knife still pointed towards him 

“Until the next time we meet rose” he smirked and vanished.

    

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let me know if you want a episode two ;)

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