Undercover agent

Chapter 19

Sam woke first it was funny watching people wake up. Peacefully then all at once with a startle there eyes flood with emotion once they recall the events.

It always happens so sam was no different to any other human. Boss was a bit more... um..expressive in his language.

Hehe

I really hate people but so far sam was in my good books

Luckily for him. I'm the one with a gun.
"Let me go you lying bitch skank fuck"

I could not help but laugh
"Cursing words at me won't change it. So anyway. You will die. Sam so far you are living past this night. anyone want to discuss this matter. Not you dying, you selling drugs."

Sam was about to speak when the boss shouted out over him.

"WE ARE NOT SAYING ANYTHING"

his eyes narrowed at Sam.

"No you really are...
Say another word and I will cut off your toes one by one then chip away at your foot you fat cow"
My voice was dangerous and low.

"My name is Sam as you already know. I um well.. was dragged head first into this business by this lovely fucker"

"Oi I'm sitting here just cuz your dad was a pathetic ass"

I walked over to him and pulled off his shoe and cut a long his Achilles' tendon not deep but it was bleeding a bit. Then I stood up to him and slapped him hard across the face.

"Speak when spoken to you maggot"

I walked back towards Sam

"Continue now"

"Well my dad owed one of them something. Because he stole some money"

I just shake my head.

"We were hungry and Did not know at the time what he was doing"

"He paid them back then got pulled in the business, one night he.. h.... he was send on a business trip that would get him 1.5 grand ($1500) he took it so he could bring us back. My birthday was in a few months so he wanted to get me a bike. The mission was a...wa..was a suicidal mission there was no hope. Cuz that bustard tricked him. And I was told this I needed money and nobody told me this was the cow that sent him to his grave till I joined but once your in you don't get out"

I looked at him with a blank face.

This is my job no personal attachment
This is my job no personal attachment
This is my job no personal attachment
This is my job no personal attachment

I have to keep reminding myself I'm a pro and I'm going soft.

"Well who is your supplier"

"We won't tell"

Agh

"Sam do you know"

I wanna kill the prick already

"Yrvshncnk hjdnanw dhbfnf"

"Sam I can't hear you"

"Yes I do that was my job"

"Great"

I pulled my gun and pointed it at the boss

"Any last words or wishes"

"Yes the code for my safe is 21407 please give all the money to my wife. She lives at Rainwood street number 35. She doesn't know what I do she thinks I work at a bank. Tell her a drunkan man crashed into me. Please"

"Yes" I replied shaply

"And please take no more than 5 grand for yourself I love her and I was the breadwinner"

"I shall not take any money I'm rich. As you would figure this is a high risk job"

"Thanks be quick"

I pulled the gun up and shot him between the eyes.

"That was so lovely you could have just killed him and poof the family dies"

"Well I AM the good person. I have a heart"

"No no. That's not what I mean"

"I know"

"Ok I'm calling my boss just. Need you to tell him everything and stuff he will take it from here and clean the space"

............AFTER PHONE CALL TO MAT..............

"They are outside be good and you will stay alive"

"Ha thanks"

I walked to the safe and put in the code 21407. It popped open.

The amount of cash in there was massive it was all neatly pilled into a brown box on top of the green $100 notes was a small tape. I picked it all up and headed towards. Rainwood street.

I knocked on her door placed the box down and hid behind a tree watching.

A tall slender woman he was beautiful walked out. To small children behind her a boy and a girl. Both had their mothers perfect nose kind green eyes and blonde hair. They looked at the box them around the Street for answers then picked it up and took it inside holding the tape.

I smiled my job was done.

I'll just call Mat now. Tell him about the 'car crash'.