𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍 | 𝐃𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆

𝐎𝐍𝐄

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐗 , 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐊
𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑𝐫𝐝 , 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘
ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗ

Squeezing the trigger on her handgun, letting the bullet fly out her gun into the man's thick skull right in the middle of his forehead in between his eyes . Leaving the man dead instantly.

Zyari stared at the man's body went limp his blood and brains squirted out everywhere, rolling her eyes, putting the gun back on her waist in her pants covering it with her shirt .

" easy money " she muttered to herself pulling her burner phone out and sending a text to her boss letting him know the job is done.

Walking out the hotel room she quickly walked to the stairs pulling the rusted stairway door open and speed walking down the steps while taking off her blonde wig holding it in her hand once she got to the bottom floor she walked out the exit door entering a alley way she quickly stuffed the wig in the garage getting her bic lighter from her pocket starting a fire on the wig taking off her blue hoodie in a rush she threw the hoodie on top the wig so it could burn too 

Opening a box from the side of the garage, she pulled out her black Marc Jacobs tote bag, pulling out her black essential hoodie from the bag, putting it on and letting the bag rest on her arm.

She walked around to the front of the hotel, fixing her jet black middle part wig with her white French tipped acrylic nails. She walked down the street from the hotel, stopping once she hit the corner, seeing a black suburban truck with all tinted windows pull up, she walked towards the car. As it came to a stop, she pulled open the back door of the car, got in, resting her bag on her lap, slouching in her seat.

Zyari worked as a hitman, her job was easy considering she was numb to this and showed no remorse when it came down to her work and getting it done.

Her first hit was on her twin brother's killer. Ever since then she hasn't stopped, it was like filling the pain in for the loss of her brother. She wanted other people to feel her pain, which resulted in her becoming a killing machine basically.

The car pulled off heading in the direction of the meet-up spot where she and her boss would usually meet up.

Pulling into the empty parking lot and seeing the two black-tinted suburban cars both white already there waiting for her as her car came to a stop, she got out, walking to the first black car, opening the door of the car getting in.

" where my money ? " her soft but harsh voice questioned the man looking over at the white man named Ben .

Ben wasn't your average rich old white man. He lead a mafia and had hitmen all over Zyari being his main one in New York. Whenever he needed a hit in New York he came to Zyari because he knew she would get it done with no problems or questions and fast when he needed her.

" It's all in the bag "he said, pointing down at a small Duffel bag on the floor, making her pick the bag up opening the bag looking in it to make sure it was all there.

" Trust me it's all there honey "Ben snickered at the girl, making her slightly look up in and stare at the old wrinkled face of the old man with a bored expression.

" Yea ok" she dryly replied, sitting the duffle next to her. " I might have another hit for you, I'm not sure though I'll let you know" he said, thinking about this one person taking his money Zyari just nodded in response. 

" It's still there. I wasn't cleaning that" she said, referring to the body. " I figured it's being handled already" he said, already knowing it was a normal routine for them, she just killed the bodies. She never did the cleanup because to her, she wasn't getting paid for that just the killing.

Opening the door as she got making sure to get her duffle bag "contact me when you figure out about that other hit  "she said, shutting the door quickly before he could respond, walking back over to the car she came in getting back in " to my house now "she instructed the driver.

He nodded in response, heading the way towards her apartment. She pulled her AirPods and phone out of her bag, opening her plain white AirPods case, putting both AirPods in her ear then turning on her white 12 pro iPhone unlocking it with her face recognition going to her Apple Music playing karma by summer walker listening to the song while staring out the window staring at the dark city that light up from all the building lights.

After a while, the car shortly came to stop in the front of Zyari building. She put her tote bag on her arm and held the duffle bag in her hand. opening the door, she walked into the lobby, going straight to her elevator, pressing the ten button leaning back on the arm rest in the elevator as she waited for it to stop on her floor.

When the doors open she walked to her apartment getting her hello kitty covered key out her purse and putting it in her lock and unlocking her door taking her key out and once she got in shutting the door and locking it she walked straight to her room dropping her bags on the marble floor walking into the bathroom connected to her room turning on the light .

She turned on hot and let the tub feel up, putting in a bit of her body wash to make bubbles. Once the water filled up to where she wanted she turned off the water, walking back into her room getting her pre-rolled blunt from off her dresser.

She always made sure she pre-rolled blunts on nights she had to do hits. It helped calm her nerves and thoughts. If she didn't she would start thinking and once she started thinking she would get stuck in her thoughts.

So to prevent she smokes she used to take pills but she felt like a junkie so cut them out.

She brought her lighter and blunt into the bath with her. as she stripped from her clothes picking up her blunt and lighter sitting down in the tub. She sparked the lighter and brought it close to her blunt as it lighted she inhaled the smoke letting it fill up her lungs then blowing it out.

This one is short but I'm making longer chapters as I go