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Room 407
Damn, blood doesn't taste nice. Well I need to clean up fast, I need to go. I took pics of the dead body and sent it to him. I take the body of Miss Ana James and placed it under the bed. I, then, clean the whole room and then opened the window and climbed out and left the scene. As I crossed two streets, I remove my gloves and threw it in a bin and untie my hair bun and made it a pony. I walked fast and then stole a bike because of time. I reached the spot.
"Well, well, well.... I thought someone escaped but the plan isn't even executed yet." I said.
I walk and I trip on my heel. I hate to assassin at rich parties, because of the dresses and heels but they do feel elegant~ BUT where the duck should I store my gun? Or my weapons??? But heels are the main problem...
Here they come.
As they were driving on the lane, around the speed of 20, the tires blast. Well duh my cuties kletchers were there. Klechers are the objects made of metal and when a heavy object is on them then they close and make a hole in them 'Time for the show babe'
I put my scarf on and took my gun, got in front of the car and shot twice, first bullet to the first guard and the second to the other. I went near car and Aaron kicked the back door of the van open. I climbed on the car and when he came outside, I shot him.
"Oh god, There is no possible way that chobabe couldn't kill these baby targets" I whispered to myself. Then I click pics of the shot bodies.
I put bodies back in the car and then fuel trail and then finally... blast.
I sent the pics to chocat and then left.
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Your Fault
ActionA group of killers and a mistake that accidently got kidnaped when the real target was needed to be killed and saw everyone's face... now they can't let him go. WARNING!!! CONTAINS GORE
