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ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 7: ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs

"Mr. Jackson, do you have our guy?" The walkie talkie buzzed around my hip.

"Affirmative" I responded back.

"Take him down & report back to me" It buzzed again.

"I will."

I'm not proud of this. This wasn't on my bucket list. I'm not sure how i got into this type of business. All i wanted was to make money but not kill people for it. I've done enough of that in high school. Lord knows I'm not completely forgiven for that. These people aren't innocent but the feeling afterwards doesn't sit right with me. It just boils the bottom of my stomach like acid. All i can do is think about my family. The kids. My wife, Holli. My brother, Prince. I can't stop thinking about Holli. I've kept this dirty little secret from her for years. The many times i came home & wanted to tell her about my second job is suffering. The look on her face every time she asks & i shut her down is heartbreaking. Being so distance from her is aching. I can't risk telling her. No one knows the consequences. But here's my secret, I'm an assassin. I've been an assassin for five years straight. How did i become one? One day, i was grocery shopping for Holli & I accidentally bumped into a guy, his name was Robert. He worked for the FBI.

He knew about my past & offered me a job as a secret assassin. The training job was enough, it was slow & impatient. But once again I let money take over me. So, I accepted the job. I was given everything a assassin needed. Guns, knives, poison, etc. It was so hard hiding those weapons & tools. I just hope Holli or the kids don't find it. I'm saving up to rent out a storage room.

I looked through the camera one more time before taking my shot at my target. Everyone screamed & scattered around the man. Police sirens were heard a mile away. I put away my gear before the police came. I climbed down the ladder from the roof & got in my car. I drove away from the street. I got away just in time.

"He's down, sir" I said into the walkie talkie.

"Good job, you can go home."

My phone buzz in my back pocket. I took it out to see Prince caller ID pop up. What's he up too?

"Hello?"

"Bro! Where are you?" His voice sounded worried.

"At the gym, what's up?" Prince doesn't know about my secret either. Even though he won't say anything, I just didn't want to risk it. He's had some experience with assassin work. Although, he doesn't do it anymore due to guilt. The same thing I'm feeling too.

"Shit is happening again."

"What do you mean?"

"Zomnique is back from the dead."

"I know."

"You know?"

"Yeah, I know. Holli told me yesterday when I got home."

"Then, why the fuck are you not home with your wife & kids? They're worried about you because they haven't heard from you all day. I was starting to get worried myself."

"I'm sorry, I had to work & I couldn't be on the phone right. You know how the owner is about the phone rules."

"What are we going to do about Zomnique?"

I readjusted my rearview mirror "There's nothing we can do."

"Who are you & what happened to Darryl? Because I feel like I'm talking to a little bitch right now."

"Michael, it's Michael now."

"Where's your nigga balls? You do have them, do you?"

I rolled my eyes "Yes, Prince."

"Either one, we need a plan man! Zomnique is a dangerous woman & you know this. She could be planning something to destroy all of us & feed it to the homeless."

"I know that, I just haven't thought of something yet. I have a lot on my mind right now."

"So does everyone, Mike."

"Where's Holli & the kids?"

"They're with me along with Janet."

I hit the brakes a little too hard. My head hit the steering wheel. I felt something wet drip down my forehead, it's blood. I rubbed my aching head. Shit, that hurts.

"Mike? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Did you hear what I said? Janet is here."

"I heard you perfectly clear, Prince. What is she doing there with my wife & kids?"

"I don't know, I didn't ask her. Are you coming home?"

"Yeah, give me a couple of minutes. I'll be there."

"Mike, I have a bad feeling about this man. Something isn't right & I want to be ten steps ahead of everything. I don't want to repeat high school again."

"I do too, I don't know what this chick is up too. But I'm gonna find out & stop her. You got anything on Brandy?"

"Last I heard, she was in solitary & lost her visiting privileges. She can't contact or see anybody. You won't be hearing from her for a while."

"Good, I don't want Holli worrying about her. Keep my wife calm & relaxed. Keep the kids company. And make sure she doesn't go into your cleaning supplies either."

"Alright, you need to get here fast."

"See ya."

Never I thought this would be the day Zomnique would come back. I always had the feeling she would come back but today? Right now? She must've thought about this long & hard. It's something big I just know it. But to go to my wife first? That's real fucked up. I'm still stuck on Janet. How did she find me? Where have she been all these years? She just up & disappeared. Nobody knew where she was or what happened to her. My own family disowned me because of her. They blamed me for her disappearance & never contacted me again. Did she find out about Zomnique & came back to help? If she did, then why didn't she call me? I have to get home fast. Lord, here we go again repeating high school again.