Case 420 /finished BxB/

2. anonymous

A/N

QOTC
What's your wildest theory about the book so far?

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"It was my job!" I snap at my boss. "It was.
but you let him leave again and again and again Aspen" his voice stirn and unbothered by my sudden outburst.

After all he was used to them by now. He knew how i reacted to in certain situations. He has known me since i was 15.

"I didn't let him leave it's my job to kill him why wouldn't I do my job. That fucking spotter is to blame he was messing with me the whole time. He probably just wants to get better than me or whatever I didn't do anything wrong. I followed all the stupid rules we have to ensure our safety. " I say half screaming half talking.

This morning when I got the call that they gave my case to the stupid spotter I was furious.

They usually dont switch cases around like its some candy. But this one is different. Its a high risk level and the pay the company would get is to much to even imagine for this one guy. So they gave it to the stupid spotter.

I knew Ash the best. I knew where he was and at what time he was there I knew him and the best way to catch and kill him without any complications. But here 4 months of me chasing the best enemie i have. Will go to waste.

His cuts are clean and his tricks that are thought through like it's a checker match. It's one of my favorite games I had been playing these past few years. Most of the guys I had to kill were just pure assholes but they weren't smart so it was no fun. But now I finally have someone to play a cat-and-mouse game with me.

"We think it's better for the company to have you on an other case that's not personal and will be faster," my boss says calmly. This is why I like solo cases with no extra people to bother me or distracting me from the actual job we have to deliver.

I scoff at my boss. "You really think that someone else could do it better than me?" I ask him.

My boss takes a deep breath "Aspen. You had multiple chances to kill him and yet here he is walking with his 2 feet on the ground instead of being 6 feet under. It's like you have an obession with him" he says disappointed.

I didn't let it happen multiple times. I just want the perfect time to kill him. Not just some weak kill where he wouldn't even realize he is dead.

I want him to feel it. To feel that he messed with the wrong guy and to see that stupid grin of his being washed away with the red blossoming from his temple.

I hate those lazy kills the most. I mostly use that method when I was younger and even though I didn't admit it I was scared to kill someone. So I did it quick and easy. Only at night the faces would come back in my dreams but after the heavy sleeping medication I had been put onto that they went away.

"You're one of our top members and I would like to keep your reputation up. Instead you're here messing around with a guy who killed your sister and many more people. You need to keep your fucking head straight it's like he drugged you Aspen" he says keeping his voice cool but with a hint of impatience.

I still shiver every time he brings up my sister in conversations. I hated that past of myself. I wish I could've hugged her one last time not knowing what was about to come. Not feeling the guilt in my stomach. And not feeling like I was choking every time I took a breath.

When I heard the news I wouldn't eat for days. My sister wasn't dead yet. I wish she was at that point. It was worse having her alive than her being killed so I would never have to find out about it all - to find out about her past.

I think that she is the reason why I am like this. Why I have become this way and chose this path in the field. Maybe I would've had a normal life by now and a stable job and maybe even someone to come back to when I was done working. But not in this lifetime at least.

"I want to keep the case" I say in an almost demanding tone. "You can't choose that. I do. And I have the clients who want him dead and will pay a good amount of money for it." He says reminding me again.

Money is always the first thing on his mind but I get it in a way. But still. He won't let me do my fucking job so that i can get him the money.

"I have an other case for you. Trust me it's a fun one. It's what u usually do and it isn't a personal one so it's good for you" my boss says and stands up. He pants my shoulder and squeezes it.

It's his way to console me. Everytime something bad has happened to me he does it as his way of saying 'sorry'. I hate it but I won't shrug it off.

"Tell the shooter he has to watch his back" I say. "Aspen what did I tell you about threatening other people in the company. We had this talk already when you turned 20" he says and puts his hand over his face and smoothens out his wrinkles.

"You're not my dad Don't tell me what to do" I say. He raised me as his own and I know that he wouldn't look weird at me if I ever were to call him dad. My phone goes off and I excuse myself and leave my boss behind in his office room.

It's a number I haven't saved before but then again I rarely save numbers except those who actually matter to me or if I need something from them.

I can do everything by myself and the only people I really need are a gun dealer and a friend who is in the same field who occasionally comes to my cases and hangs around with me while chainsmoking some dirty cheap cigarettes.

"Hello?" I ask into the phone and I hear a small chuckle. Fuck. "Hey Aspen" he says cheekily like always. "Where the fuck are you?" I ask the guy on the other line. The same guy I've been trying to catch this whole time. The same guy who my boss thinks has me wrapped around his finger. Ash collin hart.

"I just wanted one last goodbye since someone else will take over the case. Want to meet me?" he asks and I just know he is grinning on the other side of the line, I can hear it in his voice.

"Fuck it, where are you? I'll finish this case one last time" I tell him knowing this is one of his tricks. "In my apartment. I swear this time I won't have tricks as long as you come alone" he says and I groan out loud. He knows I am uneasy about going alone after him.

Going alone into the target's houses or apartments is one of the things we are not allowed to do ever. Even if you're so sure you can kill the person it's strictly told that the moment we do that we will get a punishment.

My boss likes to talk about safety so the guys he had under him will think it's a safe world and that they cant die. But if they just read the contract for a few seconds it's very clear it's not safe at all. Maybe they know it but just chose to be blind to it.

At least one of the benefits is the free health care. So if we are in a hospital because of a case we won't be blut forever. We will be out in-depth and have to give 25% back to the company.

But being in this field you get a shit ton of money fast. If you're good at it. If you make one bad move you will never need any money anymore because you're dead.

I like the risk though. It gives me a kick to it. Ever since I joined this I liked the feeling of it. Maybe the next day I won't be there but it didn't matter to me.

To me, death is like a ticket out of here. There isn't any other way out of this field unless you give a big amount of money or you fake your death. But then again I wasn't planning on ever leaving anyways.

What I'm about to do might as well be a suicide mission but do I care about that at the moment, no. I want to proof - and i will proof that im not even 1 bit hooked over him. I swear to all the blood i will bleed.