Killing me softly

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Ronnie;

Jesus Christ I can't with this woman. She's affecting more sitting next to me than what she did when she was far away. Two simple little words once again hold so much meaning behind them. Yes sir. It slips from her lips like silk; never skipping a beat.

I can sense this fire inside of her; which is also why I refer to her as little fire of mine, and honestly she's not scared one bit but I'm sitting here waiting for this deal and find, that I might be the scared one. Im not talking about being a little bitch boy scared I'm talking about the lines of she has a sharp tongue and jagged edges; things buried deep beneath her soul. She's witty and honestly I can tell she's really smart. But all of those things combined can be a deadly mix if you get what I mean.

I don't think she'd actually do anything to get us killed but if she talks to anyone like she just talked to max I don't think they'd take too kindly to it; me on the other hand I loved every fucking bit of her pummeling into max. I mean he did ask a stupid fucking question and completely avoided her so he got what he deserved.

" Wolfe is pulling in." Max says breaking the silence and my thoughts

I see little red shift in her seat, the anxiety of not knowing what's about to happen eats her alive and I can tell. I break apart my own nerves and place my hand on her upper thigh and squeeze gently; to reassure her I'm right here.

I see headlights pulling up towards our vehicle. Max steps out first and walks to the trunk grabbing the duffle bags. Wolfe parks his car and gets out and brings his own bags to the hood of my car and sets the down.

" you stay right here, don't move, don't make a sound, and most importantly do not remove that hood or mask for any reason what so ever, got me?" I say to her looking over at her as our eyes instantly meet

God she's so fucking gorgeous even with a mask and hood on, to me it just makes her more sexy to see her in my world; since I've already stepped into hers. Her hand comes up to my cheek caressing it gently, her touch is warm and soothing and just as familiar as when she did it the first time. I close my eyes momentarily and open them again. She's still looking into my eyes holding me captive right there with her in this state

" yes sir I got you. Be careful.." she whispers the last part and my heart slightly shattered for a moment

No one has ever told me to be careful; in the sense of them genuinely caring about my well being, so when she did it it completely knocked me off guard. With tore up nerves that I try y best to shake off I give her a little nod and exit my car stepping into the brisk evening.

" yeah yeah man it's all here all the paperwork." Wolfe says to max as I come around the front end of the car

" you're missing a couple pieces there Wolfe." I say my voice deep and stern as I look over the few guns; smoke grenades, flash bang grenades, and of course all the ammunition in the world. But there's a few pieces missing to this puzzle and I spot it before max does.

And this is why when we meet up with Wolfe he's the only one I actually get out of the car for, he's good people and would be on my side if shit hit the fan, but sometimes he can be forgetful or grab the wrong shit all together.

" I have everything max said you guys needed.. what's missing?" He asked me folding his arms pushing his biceps out to look bigger.

" serial numbers. Where are they? Cause from what I see right here they've been grinded off which means these guns are hot and if they're hot I don't want them. I may do illegal shit but that doesn't mean I need more illegal shit on top of it." I say to him shaking my head

" shit sorry man I grabbed the wrong gun bag hang on." Wolfe says and retreats back to his car

I peek into the windshield and can see little red sitting contently in the passenger seat fumbling with the rings on her fingers. In a short moment I feel like our eyes caught eachother; making it feel as though we are communicating without even saying words.

Wolfe comes back with another bag and unloads the guns. I grab em as he u loads them and browse across every gun making sure there's a serial number.

" better for ya Ronnie?" Wolfe says chuckling a little placing his hands on both hips

" yeah they're good now. Serial numbers match to the ones on the paper. We will take them. Max load em up take everything. Now my question to you Wolfe; who the fuck are you selling the other guns to?" I ask him curiosity getting the best of me knowing damn fucking well Alex would use some shit like this since he's Russian and if he's caught with any kinda firearm in the states they'll send him right back. Kinda similar to deportation.

" come on man, you know damn well I can't give out my buyers. That's nearly the same as snitching and I don't snitch." He said to me and I nodded my head pulling out my wallet.

" here's the 4G's for the stuff and yes it's a perfect 4,000$. And here's another 2G's if you can at least tell me what the first and last initial is of the person buying these guns. And if I'm correct on my theory I'll go ahead and throw another 4 grand your way just to buy them so he doesn't." I said handing the first 4G's to Wolfe and holding the other 2 up

" fucking shit Ronnie. I can't-" he starts out and I stop him

" yes you can Wolfe. You're under my protection and have been for the last 3 years, now tell me, I won't leave until I get an answer. The longer you take to answer the less money you'll profit from." I say to him as I see the gleam in his eyes thinking about the major profit he could make.

" A is the first initial. X is the last. Now give me my money and honestly if you just give me a solid 3G's instead of the 2G's for telling you, then you can take the guns for free." He Says with a smirk knowing he's playing the bartering game now but also I fucking knew it. This is why you always trust your gut

" make a little fast move on me huh Wolfe? Alright whatever you got a deal. I don't want these in your other buyers hands. I'll handle them from here." I say to him handing him more money and shaking his hand

I load the other guns up and throw them into the back seat before getting into the driver seat. I almost forgot little red was here until her sweet angelic voice spoke; and don't take that the wrong way like oh Ronnie you're not paying attention blah blah blah don't rag on me Ight? I was handling business and knew she was tucked away in my car safely. Now it's this next meeting with Alex I'm a little on edge about.

" well that went way smoother than I was expecting." She said letting out a relaxed breath clearing the anxiety from herself

" deals like that normally are easy, it's just.... The next meeting I'm on edge about." I tell her and she places her hand on my upper thigh just the same as I did her

" I'm right here it's okay.." she says gently to me and a soft chuckle escapes me

" that's what I'm worried about little fire. Were meeting with Alex. You know him. The Russian man? Tattoos? Big scar on his face?" I say to her and I can see out of the corner of my eye; in that moment that her body locked up and from what I can see of her face it went completely white

" oh.. him... so I should stay in the car then?" She asks me looking over at me as her body is still in fight or flight mode.

" no. You're coming with me and max. I can't risk something happening to you while I'm inside talking to that fucker and you're in the car. I wouldn't be able to live with myself." I say to her gripping the steering wheel; just the thought of something happen to her is heart shattering. Soul crushing. Sickening.