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Xavier Romano, a trained assassin who lives by moral code, and only listens to his state of mind gets a deal to adduct Eliza Othman, a pharmacist who would think thrice before hurting a soul.
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It's already been 4 hours and there is no physical movements from her. It's quite odd because the drug I provided her keeps you unconscious for 1-2 hour.
I have managed to tie her up without making any skin contact but that wasn't so tough as she was fully clothed.
Her face got covered as her neck was slouched and she was facing the window. That's it! Something has to be off.
Is she dead?
Oh boy!
stoping the car and get out to walk over to her side. I opened the car door. And put on a pair of gloves. I slowly tilt her head and oh my lord!
Her face is burning red with allergy scars underneath her eye cubicles. She looks dreaded and High.
There's no way I chose the wrong drug unless she is allergic?
Oh sh** I don't know weather she is allergic to this now what the heck am I supposed to do?
Oh god.
I get back to my seat and drive to a convenience.
parking the car in the last slot to avoid anyone seeing her which will just increase my list of hurdles. I walk out of seat and lock the car twice, just making sure.
I walk up the store and enter the door. The store is very low packed given that it's in the middle of nowhere and the cashier looks way to tired to be responding to me.
walking up to him I say " hello, where can I find myself a bottle of cold water?" He gives me a tired look and points towards an aisle which has broken lights.
I walk up the refrigerator and take out four bottles of cold water. Going to the cashier and paying him i than go to my car.
I've decided to pull over a safe house that I have in here. It's about twenty minute drive from here. It will better as I'll make the whole kidnapping ordeal clear to her to avoid any more hassles, that is if she is still alive.
driving as fast as I can and avoiding getting hit, there are barely any cars here as it is already past 5.
I reach the house and get out of the car. I take the keys beneath the tank's motor. Because keeping below the rug is way too publicised for my safety.
opening the door I adjust the lighting and set up a chair with ropes. Now how the f*** am I supposed to carry her?
I think I have a wheelchair somewhere in the attic.
walking up the car and I lock it and than climb my stairs to go in the attic. I find a semi- broken wheelchair which I once used to torture a guy.
Long story short he was a pedophile so I tied him up and killed him in one of the worst ways possible.
I carry the wheelchair and walk downstairs.
I reach the cars door, open it and than very warily put her in the wheelchair. By now cold water is melting and the ice has evaporated.
taking the wheelchair I tie her in the chair which has some blood stains, I don't know how? Because I am very wary about cleaning my spaces but I must've forgotten.
I tie her up in the chair using tight ropes and she lightly jolts awake. F*** what the heck am I supposed to do now?
I drag the wheelchair and take her up to a room upstairs.
switching the light I shift her from the wheelchair to a normal chair.
After putting on some loose ropes I head out the room.
I am pretty sure she'll try to escape and I intentionally made the ropes lose so when she tries to escape I make it clear for her that this is no movie.
The moment I'll knock it to her pretty little head that this is much worse I'll be back to driving.
