Dice [h.s.]

68

"Love makes the shy brave and the brave shy." -c.c.aurel.

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Kennedy's POV

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    Throwing the cigarette to the ground, I stormed into the casino before I could change my mind. A random man was sitting at the bar, whom I was guessing was the man I was supposed to meet with.

"Hello," I nodded and took the suitcase right from the man, "goodbye." I smiled before grabbing the gun from my jacket pocket and aimlessly shooting the gun at him.

    I continued to walk towards the exit with my back to the man. I didn't know where I hit or if he was dead. And I didn't care. I got the trade done so Leonardo doesn't beat my ass.

"Delete the camera footage of both inside and outside the casino." I grabbed a worker by their bow tie and pulled their face close to my lips.

"Are you sure Ms. Kennedy?" The worker asked nervously.

    I turned us both around and faced the man recently hit by my bullet. A bullet was lying right in his chest cavity, causing him to choke on blood and die. I pointed to the dead man and grabbed the bow tie tighter.

"You want that to be you?" I questioned while holding the worker tightly.

He shook his head.

"Use your words."

"N-no." The worker mumbled.

"Good." I threw the worker to the wall before turning around.

"Oh, and clean him up. I don't need Leonardo on my ass." I smirked before walking out of the casino.

    I was careful to walk over all the dead body guards, hoping the workers would get rid of the accident. Before I left, just for evidence, I placed the suitcase carefully on the ground and grabbed a handkerchief from my pocket.

    I wiped the gun off of my fingerprints before placing it as if someone was running quickly out of the casino front doors. Harry's initials were facing up as I took my knife out and cut my palm.

"Shit." I whispered as I squeezed blood from my hand to make a trail leading off somewhere.

    I wrapped my hand in the handkerchief before quickly exiting. I ran down the stairs to the first floor of the parking garage and emerged onto the busy sidewalk of the city.

    I held my injured hand out and stuck my thumb up, trying to hail a taxi. I walked along the sidewalk until a big yellow vehicle pulled over on the side of the road. I put my hand in my pocket and smiled as the man rolled his window down.

"Hello young lady." The man smirked.

Ew

"Do you know where Alea casino is?" I questioned biting down on my lip to conceal the thumping pain coming from my palm.

"Of course I do." The cab driver laughed.

"Do you know where the trail starts two blocks down?" I asked hesitantly.

"I think so." The driver nodded.

"Can you drop me off there?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"Of course sweetie. Get in." The driver smiled.

    Reluctantly, I got into the cab. The first smell I was met with was weed, then a bit of alcohol. There was dirt with random food spilled along the floor and seats. The driver smiled at me through his mirror as he typed in the directions.