The moment I closed my eyes, strong hands grip my forearms violently.
"Do I need to beat some sense into you again" he growls
I shift uncomfortably on the edge of the ambulance car.
"I don't know what came over me" I say
"You're lucky, if I didn't know any better I'd say you did this for attention" he scratches his head "but I do know you Scar and your not one to seek attention you'd rather run. at least as a killer you should've known that you can't die from jumping out of a second story balcony" he growls "you have no idea what I wanna do to you for trying that!" He sighs
"Where's Renee" is all I can mutter
"So now you care about her?" He mutter sitting down beside me and I flinch "I think you need some sort of a shrink scar"
I stare at him wide eyed "Ross, I am not crazy" I growl
"You did just try to kill yourself from a second floor balcony" he gives me a pointed look "you know you couldn't have killed yourself from that height especially since there's an open pool at the bottom"
"Shut the fuck up" I growl "I'm sick of being everybody's lapdog"
"You're aren't anybody's lapdog" he says softly trying to reach for me, I jump up.
I glare at him "you know if I wanted to get abused I would've stayed with George or at the orphanage" the words slip out harshly before I can even stop myself. I slap a hand over my mouth, he was never meant to know that. he was never meant to find out.
I turn on my heel and run.
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Renee was completely unaware of what had happened, when i came in she was happily sitting there watching t.v.
I approach her and put my hand on her shoulder, her smile faded and she glared at me "Why did you jump?" her eyes glaze over "You were trying to leave me"
"No, I.." lost for words I just back away from her "I'm sorry"
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I look through the scope of the sniper and see the boy from the picture, around 13 years old sitting at a table. I take my aim, suddenly he gets up. I groan, he stands there and I don't wait, I pull the trigger sending him to the ground his brain spilled. I immediatly pack my AW50 away and turn to leave quickly.
I slip into the car that I was instructed to take and look at the driver "do you speak english?"
he nods "Did you carry out your job?"
"Yes"
"okay ma'am buckle up" I lift an eyebrow at him and he shrugs "I've always wanted to say that" he smiles kindly at me. He's half american with a strong jawline and a smart suit.
I just nod and ask "So you work for them?"
"Yes I do"
"What are they?"
"You will find out soon" he smiles at me through the rearview mirror.
after 30 minutes of turning corners and traffic we arrive at closed run down building, was he joking? "Is this where you try to kill me" I give him a curious look.
"No, but the inside of the building holds some answers for you" he laughs and his voice comes out charming.
I get out taking my sniper with me and approach the windows kicking my way into the building. Well its definatly not something I expected. The bright lights made me cringe, I look around and climb in through the window, The whole inside of the building is white and clean, computer cubicles will the space with several hundred people working away on them. "what the hell is this shit hole?" I growl
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Assassin's Mission : Scarlet Bullets
ActionOne mistake cost her already achieved goal...staying off the System. Scarlet is one of a kind, beautiful and smart but she has one cold heart and now her past that ruined her is catching up and her present is killing her. All that matter now is keep...