chapter 2

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*Ali's POV*

It was the day after the whole USB thing was sorted and we got payed. After we woke up Jeanie and I went down to the pool for the day seeing as it was our first day off in a while. There I was laying on a neon pink pool raft, relaxing, taking in the beautiful sun when a loud obnoxious ringing began. I freaked out and let out a scream, fell in the water and once I stood up the ringing had stopped.

In a confused state I looked around to try to see where the ringing had gone. It was at that moment my heart stopped. Jeanie's phone had been ringing and because of my freak out it was currently sitting at the bottom of the pool. If i wanted to live then I would have to find a solution to this mess before jeanie came back.

"Oh fuck, Oh fuck, Oh fuck, Oh fuck!" I screamed rushing to get the phone. I managed to pick it up but that's when all hell broke lose.

"What the hell." Jeanie screamed.

"Um, uh he did it!" I said pointing to the nearest guy who happens to be Logan.

"Well are you going to buy me a new phone?" Jeanie asked the poor confused boy.

"Umm-" Logan looked at the ground. It was sad he was scared shitless but I would be to if I was in his position.

"Fine." she said pointing the gun straight at him.

Before I know it shots were fired and his blood was on my hands, figuratively and literally fuck.

"Fuck Jeanie! Now we gotta clean this up. Can you stop shooting people in our pool?" I said getting out of the water.

"Well sorry"

"I didn't like him anyway" I added

"Too blonde"

"Ehh yeah" I said trying not to feel guilty but I knew the feeling would pass soon, it always does. It's not like that guy was innocent though none of them are, we we're probably going to have to kill him anyway he owed way to many people money. You see we just like to play with some of them first.

I jumped again at the sound of my phone. For being one of America's most wanted the stupidest things scare me. Jeanie and I looked at eachother, then at my phone.

"You-" I started.

"I got it" we spoke at the same time.

Jeanie answered the phone. Her face went pale with a plane blank stare. She went silent. That's what scared the crap out of me. This never, ever happens.

"I understand sir, let me run this by my partner and I will get back to you as soon as possible. Yes sir, I understand." Jeanie spoke with nothing but business. "You'll have your answer by tonight." She added.

"What the fuck, what?" I said

"Everybody out" Jeanie called out sending out all of our most dearest fuckboys.

I stood up following her orders.

"Not you stupid." She yelled at me

"Oh" I said sitting down almost tripping.

"Or him." She said pointing at a dead logan floating in the pool.

"He doesn't really have a choice."

"Ya I know, i'm done with your shit." She said only half joking.

"OMG same!" I joked back

"Don't say OMG it is for lower creatures."

"Okay, okay who was on the phone you look like you just saw a dead body." I asked ending our playful banter.

"Well I mean." She said pointing at logan giggling .

"Okay ya can someone get him out of here?" I called out. Just then our two favorite fuckboys Nick and Travis came to take Logan out of the pool.

"Okay so what the hell is going on." I said as she sat down on the pool chair in front of me.

"This guy from the government just called." she looked uneasy, I haven't seen her like this since we were children, since before everything happened.

"Yeah those guys call all the time they are called the police Jeanie." I didn't understand why she was acting like this. It was honestly scaring the fuck out of me.

"No not like that, bigger then the police, and they want to hire us Ali." She was practically shaking. I couldn't tell if it was from nerves or excitement.

"What no, that's not how it works. The government is sketchy." I told her while shaking my head. How could she be thinking about doing this?

"Jeanie we are wanted criminals."

"No All they are willing to grant us immunity."

"Wait what?"

"Our records, squeaky clean, Everything we've ever done gone like it never happened, Not even a parking ticket."

"Good I have a lot of those" I said not really taking her seriously.

"Ali don't you understand?! We can do anything we want, we can steal anything we want, kill anyone we need to. We can finally find the killer and not live in fear of getting caught! As soon as this is over we can be normal!" Jeanie practically yelled at me.

"Jeanie this isn't just some hit or hack this is bigger than our own lives. I don't know about this." I couldn't even look her in the eyes, I knew this could be good for us but if we failed we would lose everything we have worked for.

She started to explain the job to me but all I could think about was how much I didn't want to do this. This is something huge and the costs seem way too dangerous, even for us.

"Ali we have to do this for Alec." She said snapping me out of my thoughts at the sound of my brothers name.

It was 6 years ago when our brother Alec was murdered. Now this gets a bit confusing so stay with me. Once upon a time an Alec was born to a crack head mother and an abusive father. Then 9 years later that crackhead mother became pregnant with an Ali. While she was pregnant the father fucks another crazy bitch. Thus making Jeanie who was later left on their doorstep. Crackhead mother leaves and overdoses. Which leaves the abusive father to become an alcoholic wanted by half the freaking country, with three children. Yeah, and you thought your family was crazy.

We aren't exactly sure what happened to Alec but we knew to take care of us he joined a gang or something like that. By the time we were 15 he taught us everything we would ever need to know. We could kill a man in under a minute and get whatever we want. Most people would call the training he put us through torture. We called it unconditional love, he was preparing us for anything the world would throw at us. He knew we would need it.

We never questioned why. Even though we wanted to know why we spent our days practicing throwing knifes and shooting guns. When most girls our age were outside playing double-dutch.

Me and Jeanie were 15 when it happened Alec came home frantic telling us to hide and not be scared. We weren't aloud to cry, showing no fear or weakness was Alec's number one rule. We could hear the yelling from our spot under the bed, we heard him say he was alone and just like that a gun went off. We knew he was gone. Their laughter filled the air, they had just taken the one thing we needed most, leaving me and Jeanie with nothing but each other.

Ever since that night we vowed to avenge our brothers death. That is how we got our connections. A Lot of people in high places knew and worked with our brother but even more people wanted him dead. He would kill for gangs that would pay him but he didn't ask questions if they were guilty first. He did it for us though.

One day a Gang leader was so upset that he had to risk good men instead of just paying our brother that we got an idea. Our first kill was some guy that owed the gang a lot of money but in no way was innocent. That's when all this started, this was just a side thing to what were were really doing. We were trying to kill the man who murdered our brother.


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