chapter 1 the end of this hell

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athena pov

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the click of her newtons cradle  was irritating me hi im athena some know me as angel of death some don't and my therapist know me as cameron flores a girl who whent missing two years ago then turned back up but no im on a mission to kill her because she owes my mafia some money and no one who owes me gets out alive but to my suprise shes a theripist so  im geting a session befor i kill her.

"hello miss flores can we get started "     " yes that would be great miss walker " i then took out my gun and her eyes widened and she started trembeling in fear "you owe me money and i gave you time but now i have to kill you any last words ? " i qestioned coldy she then said " tell my son i love him but please let me live i needd the money for his cancer treatment " she sobbed as she begged then somthing inside me snapped so i called angelo " angelo tell me if my taget has a kid " yes boss"  your target has a kid named tony walker fther left and hes in cancer treatment a recent deposet of 50 grand wa just put into his medical fund anything else " no not at all angelo thank you "

your welcome boss goodbye "     " miss walker your day has not come yet your off the hook "    " thankyou thankyou thankyou so so so much " she sobbed while pleading " how much more do you owe "  i stated coldy " 50 grand mamm " i took out my checkbook and wroted down 70 grand for miss walker and gave it to her she gave me a confused look and i said " for the session and you wont owe me " i looked at her and she held a shocked face but her eyes held hope
"thank you missknight so so so much "  your welcome tata"  i then walked to my matte black audi r8

your welcome boss goodbye "     " miss walker your day has not come yet your off the hook "    " thankyou thankyou thankyou so so so much " she sobbed while pleading " how much more do you owe "  i stated coldy " 50 grand mamm " i took out my chec...

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and went home beacause its aa school night and i have school tommorow and i pray to myself hat there is no drama

but then again there always is and this time its not so fun for her

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