Aim to kill (John Wick X !Female Reader!)

3.New Face

I decided to keep the Camaro, it was in good condition compared to the year and I hadn't crashed it so, why not? I called in some favors to get the scene cleaned up before law enforcement came and started asking questions, not that I was too worried about that though, the law enforcement knew of us and sometimes they even hired us for tips for jobs that they couldn't do themselves. 

As I drive back to the hotel I turn on the radio and dial it to the regular station, listening to the typical New York shit. I'm exhausted, ready to get to bed but also wanting a strong drink. I decided that it would be best to get a drink then go to bed. 

As I pull up to the hotel entrance I turn off the radio. Once parked I hand the keys off to Charon and asked him to have it parked for me. He smiles and hands the keys to one of his workers to get it parked. "Winston will be looking for you for an update on how you work was today", Charon said to me. I nod, smiling and head inside. I notice that the lobby looks especially empty today despite it being around 4 o'clock in the evening. I limp into the elevator, just now noticing that I may or may not have fractured my ankle. I make it up to Winston's study, knocking. "Come in" I hear come from the inside. I push open the heavy, ornate doors and enter to see Winston sitting in his usual spot, positioned in front of the forever lit fireplace. I walk over to him and sit down in the only other empty seat in the room. "How did it go today?", Winston asked looking over at me. Over the course of the years his age started to show, the salt and paper in his hair stronger than ever, his figure still held good posture, but it was visible that the world seemed to rest on his shoulders when it came to the hotel. "It went well, they were a little more difficult to get rid off than I expected. The first person I was able to get to dispose of was the boss, boy was he an idiot.", I say looking back at Winston maintaining eye contact. "Good, it is best to kill the root-", "To kill the tree", I added in cutting off Winston. He smiled at me. I must say, no matter what I remember of my actual father, Winston is the most like a father to me.  Not only did he train me in my profession today but above all of that he protected me when the other opposing families came to hunt me down. When I was at my weakest, he taught me how to be strong. He treated me like I was his real daughter, which is especially nice since when he was younger he lost his real daughter to pneumonia when she was only a few weeks old, and later losing his wife to the same illness. 

We sat and chatted about how I got the job done. He chuckled at the get-away attempt of the men. we were cut off in conversation when I get a call from the called in favors saying that the jobs was done. I thanked them for all they had done and hung up. Right when we were about to start talking again, the study doors open to reveal Charon at the entrance. You know it was urgent when even Charon, Winston's most loyal worker doesn't ask before entering the study. He hastily stalks over the Winston saying something to Winston in a hushed voice. The only words I could hear muttered were:

"The Baba Yaga has returned"