Chapter 8

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We only have 400 dollars left. How do we get more money? Anthony asked.

Since it was so early when the car broke down, and it wouldn't be fixed until morning we went for a walk.

At the small grocery store I responded, "just watch" and pulled out my phone. I opened a few apps on the way to the ATM. "Shutting down the cameras is easy." I pulled my wallet out and pulled a little black box with 2 wires. Then I shoved the wires in the card slot and withdrew 50000 dollars with my phone. I threw everything in my pocket and we walked away.

"What was that?" Anthony asked.

"That was theft." I responded cooly.

"How?"

I cut him off with an answer. "I picked some things up as a." I cut off there.

*Does he know? I can't tell him if he doesn't.*

"Hitman?" He asked jokingly, and chuckled.

My voice went dark and raspy "yes." I croaked. Tears started rolling from my face.

"But how, why?" Anthony asked.

"I'll explain later, when we are alone."

We walked to the park. It was only about 6:00pm. We walked by a few couples at the park until we found a bench, and sat down. As it started getting dark and people went home I pulled Anthony closer.

"Ok, we are alone. Now spill." Anthony said.

With a sigh I responded, " what happened was..."

(To be continued)

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