December 13, 2023
5:33 AM
Lexington, Kentucky
Bloomington sat in the ruins of the building he spent long getting his workers to build. He was saddened by the devastating event that had occurred days ago. As he sat in a wood chair, he heard a knock on the door of the building. Paranoid after the last few days, he pulled out a gun he stole off of one of the men he mowed down in his own building. A Smith & Wesson 945, it was.
He held the gun behind his back as he grunted as he got up off of his chair. He slowly walked towards the door. He exhaled before placing his forehead on the door. His gun was at his hip, pointed through the door. He used his right hand to slowly twist the knob and open the door. He opened it to his contractor, Royston Moon.
"Hello, Mr. L'oomis." Royston greeted.
"Hello, Mr. Moon." Bloomington greeted back.
"You broke your code." Royston prompted.
"What do you mean?"
"You caused civilian harm. A stray bullet, I suppose. His name is Laverne Goode. Claims to have been shot in his hip while driving home."
"We... did have an incident."
"Well, you could say it was more than just a silly mistake."
"Hey, I don't kill people."
"Final warning, Bloomington."
"Fine."
"Also, I just wanted to tell you, why haven't we been seeing you on your contracts? People seem to describe a 6'3 man, brawny build, looks Czech, around 40. You are not Czech. And last I know, you are 5'7. And you are... sixty... seven?"
"68."
"68... okay. We have also been getting recent reports of a 5'2 Japa--"
"I haven't been doing assassinations. I give my contracts to my men."
"You just breached your code."
"What do you mean?"
"Giving contracts is forbidden. You have just breached your final warning. I will talk to you later, Barnes L'oomis."
Royston closed the door. Bloomington realized the grave situation he was in. If you were dropped from the underworld, you were to be killed. His stomach dropped. He had to either change identities, or be alert all the time.
He was a pretty recognizable man, so he would probably need to be alert. He thought of a bible verse that always inspired him, and he decided to say it and see if it made his doom invoke less fear; Be watchful, stand firm in the faith, act like men, be strong. Let all that you do be done in love.
He said it again and again to himself as he walked upstairs. Be watchful, stand firm in the faith, act like men, be strong. Let all that you do be done in love.
As he walked up the crooked stairs, filled with bullet holes that still burned your fingerprints off if you touched them, he reached the second floor. The second floor housed an armory. All he needed to survive as he continued to think to himself; Be watchful, stand firm in the faith, act like men, be strong. Let all that you do be done in love.
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