The Assassin (URBAN FICTION)

Chapter 15

Detective Harrison in mm.

Chapter 15

Black

After me and Kp rushed out of the restaurant we headed back to the hotel. By the way he was driving I could tell he was fuming.

"You want me to call Loyalty?"

"And tell her what? That her face is all over the news? Fuck! This was not supposed to be happen!" He yelled gripping the steering wheel tightly.

"I know I know but it has so you know what that means right?"

" We gotta keep Loyalty away from Boss and away from this mess."

"Exactly."

I peered out the window rubbing my face just thinking how fucked up all this has become I can't believe this shit.

Kp

Pulling into the the parking lot of the hotel I instructed Black to get out and follow me inside.

"What are we doing here?"

"We're to map out our plan we need to finish this job and get the fuck out of New York ASAP."  I took out a piece of printer paper and a pencil as we as started googling near by buildings I can post up on without drawing attention.

"The plan is to catch him after he leaves home but right before he walks into work. Now imma be on a building I need you to follow him in the car after I take the shot I need you to be around the back entrance so I can head straight to the jet."

"Ok I gotchu."

"Let's go check out these buildings." With that we walked right back out the hotel and down the stairs.

Anthony

Arriving to work I took my usual route but I don't know something just seemed off but I couldn't put my finger on it.

"Hello Mr. Carter." My receptionist greeting me as I walked into my building.

"Ahhh Anglea it's always good to see you." I responded back simply walking past her.

"Do I have any messages?"

"No but the books from both the men's clothing and shoe line are both on your desk." Marsha replied standing up and handing me my morning coffee.

"Right on time maybe they do like their jobs after all." I responded back taking my coffee and walking into my office.

Sitting everything down I got right to work. Clearly they followed my direction because everything seems to be up to par just how I like it. They changed the colors to spring and the shoes match but aren't tacky.

I quickly picked up my phone.

"Yes?"

"Hey Marsha email the Men's clothing line and shoe line I like their work and I wanna see presentations on a location as well as a story line for the photoshoot."

"You got it boss."

I leaned back in my chair and swiveled around to the floor to ceiling window that sits behind my desk over looking New York. They say New York is one of the busiest places people coming and going, talking on their cell phones trying to juggle coffee and a brief case, kids on skateboards. I just shook my head I was about to turn around until something caught my eye. That's strange. A black SUV is parked across the street, I don't know if it was just me being paranoid from being shot but I think I've been seeing that same SUV all week.

After work I decided to take detour just in case I am being followed. I noticed a guns and ammo store so I decided to pull over and walk in.

"Can I help you sir?"