I walked back to the car with my hands tucked into my dress pants pockets. As I walk up to Shawn's car, I see him with his elbow propped up against the spall space next to the window, watching me.
As I slide into the car, taking off my blazer, and tossing it to the backseats. "So how was your conversation with the famous Kylie." He wiggles his brows at me and I roll my eyes. "She's a fucking tease." I groan.
He just chuckles and turns the engine of the car on. "So where to now?" He says driving down the empty road that was only lit up by the tall street lights, that are now flickering.
I pull out my phone along with the small USB I took from the masked guy at the party. Kylie may be smart, well I take that back, she isn't. Either way, I'm smarter, if she thought someone was only going to have one copy of the list, she really has gone blonde dumb.
"I'm getting my first kill over with," I say plugging the USB into my phone in a special port for it.
"Ooooh any fun for me?" Shawn grins looking over at my phone as I scroll down the list.
"If you come there'll be a larger risk of getting caught, and yah scaling the police is easy but we both know Harold wouldn't like it," I say in annoyance, using my father's real name.
"So who is it?" He asks.
"It says right here:
Name: Desmond Reys
Age: 58
Current resident: Sparkling Hotel; Room 679
Other residents: Tampa Florida, Bora Apt, 211
Wife: Jackie Gloria (I doubt he's even loyal considering the fucker he is)
Kids: 2, Jules and Liam they are twins
It has much more information, even where his drug dealer lives, I'm impressed." I say shutting my phone off. Shawn nods, propping one of his arms on the middle console and driving with one hand on the steering wheel.
He parks at the Sparkling Hotel, well now I can see why it's called that. The place has two large fountains on each side that shoot water up in the air. At the bottom of it I assume there are LED lights that are making the water change into different colors. The trim of the roof is decorated with white roses and fairy lights all around. This place is literally meant for rich people.
I undo my seatbelt and lean forward into the from box compartment and grab a silencer if I want to kill someone in a crowded place, I don't want to bring attention to me. "You behave for me missy," I say in a higher octave as I swipe my knuckle over Shaw'n's nose as you would do to a kid, he just pushes and slaps my hand away.
"Have fun doing whatever you're always doing in this car." I say tucking my gun into the waistband of my dress pants from behind. I unbutton a few of my buttons on my dress shirt, that shit was too tight.
As I walk up to the entrance of the hotel, I hear loud music playing from one of the cars, along with some loud singing? Screaming? I can't tell.
She worked her way through a cheap pack of cigarettes
Hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect
And all the boys, they were saying they were into it
Such a pretty face, on a pretty neck
I shake my head and walk into the Hotel, looking around for an elevator. Most people would stand and stare to admire, but it's been a long day and I am on a time crunch.
I go to the apartment room to see some girl at the door. But when she turns around, my hands turn into fists.
"How the fuck did you get here." She says furiously.
"Well, I wasn't stupid enough to leave the flash drive." I roll my eyes and walk up to the door.
She makes a frustrated noise and before I know it, she throws a fist at me. I duck down, dodging the hit, and attack her stomach, causing her to fall backward. I straddle over her as she lays flat on the ground.
"Hm...It's going to be a shame to kill you without being able to fuck you," I say raking my eyes over her body.
Before she could open her mouth, the apartment door opened, and there appears Desmond Reys in a robe. I scramble off of Kylie and grab my gun from the back of my waistband. At first, he seemed caught off guard and wide eyed. Then he laughs, actually laughs, I look over at Kylie confused and she just shrugs.
"Oh, you kids are fucking stupid, thinking you could kill me?" I take off the safety on my gun, and so does Kylie with hers, standing on the other side of Desmond.
"You really don't understand the shut your getting played with, there are more people like me you kno-" Before he could finish, I pulled the trigger. His raspy voice was getting annoying and whatever came out of his mouth was probably a lie.
Blood splattered all over Kylie's face and tee-shirt, and my black dress suit. You've got to be kidding me, I love all the killing and all, but the mess is a pain in the ass.
"Now you and I can continue this." I point the gun at Kylie right as she points her's at me, wiping blood off of her face with her hand, only spreading it.
