Assassin For Hire

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

<Gavin Forrester>

I ignore the angry glares of all of the people who'd been waiting to get into the bathroom. I don't see Victoria anywhere which intensifies the knot of nerves in my stomach. I pull out my phone and dial her number but it goes straight to voicemail.

Damn-it, she must've turned it off for the play.

I shove my phone in my pocket and walk around the lobby area, hoping to see her standing up against a wall waiting for me or buying some refreshments somewhere. I walk around at least 10 times before I finally decide that she must've gone back to our seats.

I walk into the auditorium and make my way back to our seats. Victoria is still nowhere to be seen. This is where my panic truly sets in. What if Talon called somebody to take care of her? What if the drug dealers came for her? I run my fingers nervously through my hair and then my phone rings. The caller I.D. reads Talon Tenebris. I roll my eyes and pick up.

"Have you lost something, Gavin?" He says innocently.

"What the hell did you do with Victoria?" I snarl, my tone dripping with venom.

"What should've been done a long time ago..." Talon still manages to sound calm which makes my anger multiply.

"You said I could have until the rehearsal dinner..." I mutter, completely pissed off at everything.

"I have eyes and ears everywhere. One of my spies told me that she and the private investigator were planning on going to the cops tonight. So, she has to go. The private investigator is already good and dead, soon enough Victoria will be that way as well." Talon lets out a laugh that could give Satan a run for his money.

I hope Talon burns in hell...

"Tell me where you have her..." I grip onto the back of one of the chairs, my nails digging deeply into the plush velvet of the cushion.

"Once I get the word that she's dead then I'll let you see her body." Talon states serenely, like he thinks he holds all the cards.

"Go to hell...I swear when I get my hands on you, I'll break your neck in half. You're going to suffer, Talon Tenebris." I clench my fist and run out of the auditorium.

"Wow, another mission you don't have the balls to complete." Talon says wickedly.

"No, see I want you dead so, I will complete that mission. You of all people know what I can do with a gun...I mean you are the one that taught me how to use some of your guns. You paid for me to go to trainings so I could keep my permit...Talon, you signed your own death certificate. If you don't have a death wish now, I suggest you make one." I hang up my phone and shove it in my pocket as I run out the front doors of the Gershwin.

Where would they have taken her? I mean Talon's and some of his operatives are pretty tacky so, they probably took her to an alley or something...

I run down the street looking for an alley and then I hear it...The ear piercing, blood-curdling scream. I keep running until I see a small group of people in an alleyway. There are three people dressed in all black standing over a thrashing figure. The figure is none other than Victoria.

Her dress is torn and discarded over by a dumpster. Then I see the glint of something silver flashing in the city lights; it's a knife that's at least 6 inches in length and already dripping with blood. One of the figures holds it up and brings it down slowly towards Victoria's heart.

Anger courses through my veins as I lunge at Talon's operatives. I take two of them down at once, their heads making a sickening crack as we hit the concrete. They don't move as I stand up. I look at the other one and he or she just runs away. I lean over Victoria and my eye catches on the multiple cuts all over her body. I check her neck for a pulse and I feel a slight one. I call the police and tell them my location. I hear the sirens wail in the distance.