kill for it

Part 8 I Cutting it short

Jack

Are cops suddenly evil? Did Neo have a bad experience with a cop? Why did she look so horrified when I told her I was a cop? It's been almost a week since we went on our beavertail date, almost a week since I blurted out the words "I'm a cop." I've tried calling Neo but the line is always busy or I'm stuck just leaving a message. I've also tried visiting her by going up to her apartment but she never answers the door. The one time someone did answer the door, it was her dog-sitter Dawn. Dawn said she'd tell Neo I stopped by and asked about her. That was 4 days ago.

6 days and I miss that smile, those eyes, that skin. It feels like Neo ruined my life. I was the top officer on my force, but then she came in. I finally fell in love for the first time in almost 5 years. But with my luck the minute I think I find someone I ruin it. I just don't get it, things were perfect with us until I mentioned I was a cop. I feel like Neo should just come clean with me, and tell me why she looked scared out of her wits when I told her I was a cop. Also why she's been avoiding me for a week. But tonight I'm going to cut loose for a change.

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I decided to look more into Neo. To see if I could find anything that would help me. I decided to look under jobs, I scrolled for a while. Her page just showed me summer jobs and part-time jobs she had. I was looking at my computer in disbelief, until I found the jackpot. I was just about to give up and just barge into her apartment when I saw something that caught my eye.

Neo Jaydite Robinson:

Current occupation: Assassin.

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Neo

He was going to be at the club tonight. That was my chance, if I didn't kill him now he would kill me. Just goes to show the motto I live by "kill it before it kills you." I got all prettied up for him, I put on my best makeup, my most expensive perfume, and designer clothes. For an extra touch I wore the same hoop earrings I wore on our beavertail date. Once all of that was done, I took one final look at myself in the mirror. The phone rang, I picked it up thinking it was Wesley. Boy was I wrong.

"Neo?" I heard my name in an all too familiar voice.

"Jackson?" I said bewildered

"Neo! Finally! Do you know how long I've been trying to get a hold of you?" He asked, his anger and frustration apparent in his voice. I winced at the thought of having to explain everything to him, hours before I killed him.

"Neo we need to talk." His voice was cold and laced with something I didn't like.