Blue Hour

07.

"So the Quinn's security system outside is pretty sloppy. We can get past it without an effort." Damon took lead in explaining. He had a cut on his lip from a mission he went last night "But we can't assume exactly how strong their fighters are inside. Obviously it's larger in number. Plus, if they have trainees we have a lot to deal with."

I explained a bit more. "The leader has a basic every day routine. The easiest time to get to him when he comes back after training the new recruits. It'll be quite early. One thing to remember is their strength is shooting."

"They've got some great shooters." Kat said.

"I'll have few on my men go in first. Then we can go in fully armed." Damon explained.

"Just like we planned, we only kill the leader." I explained. "He's not married, doesn't have kids and his brothers also want him dead so we literally won't have anyone hunting for us after. Besides we'll be masked so no one will recognize us."

"It'll be over." Chris said. "We finish this off and we release the rest of our gang, live a normal life. Exactly what dad wanted."

I looked at him. We finish this job for him.

"Tomorrow, by 7pm we'll all be set." And I dismissed the crowd.

This will be the last day I spend in this office. I had all my missions completed except for two. I had both of them filed separately. I walked towards the drawers opened the first few pulling out several guns and the two files. I went through one of them and placed the other back inside. I started loading the guns one by one.

"What's my boss up to now?"

"Just getting ready."

"No I mean the files." He asked.

"Oh those are just my missions. Its all done these are the last two." I said still focused on the gun.

"Two?"

"Tomorrow. And...."

"And?"

"I have one last mission." I said still not facing him.

"But you-"

"Don't worry it doesn't even require weapons. I can get it myself." There was a moment of silence.

"I wanna tell my kids their mom was really good at planning out these kind of things." I felt a pair of hands wrap around my waist from behind slightly kissing my neck. He breathed onto my shoulders giving me goosebumps. He knows I'm vulnerable to the way his kiss my neck. I put down the gun.

"You thinking of a son or a daughter?" I placed my hands on his.

"I don't care who ever it is as long as it's a bit of you and a bit of me in them." He slowly swayed from side to side making me do the same.

"They'll grow up happier than we ever did." I said leaning back on his chest and we both stared at nothing in particular in the dim lit room.

"I'm sorry babe." He murmured.

"For what?"

"If I won't be able to be a good father."