Behind Lies

Chapter Three

“Gotcha” it didn’t take long to find out who was behind the incident at the school today, in fact, he wasn’t very discrete at all. The police were called, and according to the police report, he will be kept in the lock up overnight unless he can make bail and will have to attend court next week. I can change that. I search the route for transportation and find that there is a planned stop at a gas station 20 minutes away, how convenient. With no time to waste, I go to my wardrobe and find my motorcycle gear; it would be the first time that I have ridden it since I have been in Australia. It’s a 1965 Harley Davidson, on my last mission someone asked me “How can you afford it?” I tell them “I’m an assassin”, whether they choose to believe me or not it entirely up to them.

I pull up to the gas station and park my bike in front of the air pump. I sit down on the gutter and pull out my phone, which had vibrated twice on the way there.

Anonymous P. txt: I have a package arriving for you in an hour, be at the house

Cally txt: ok

I check my watch; the mini bus should arrive in 6 minutes. My plan of attack is to get in, get out. The bus pulls up, I can identify the man through the window, I stand in my place and watch as he and two other people get off the bus, escorted by law enforcement. I watch as they pile into the public restroom, the guards not leaving their sides. I pull two grenades out of my pocket, yes I said grenades, I love the boom effect it gives, and pull the pin. I roll the grenades under the bus and start heading towards the rest room.

BOOM

The officers run towards the bus that is now on fire and are in a state of panic and shock, not knowing exactly what to do. I walk into the restroom and all three men have turned to face the wall. One man looks back at me and yells “Oi, get out!” I look at him and smile. “Sorry, I just need a second with your friend here”

“Says who?”

“Hey! Mate get out,” my target looks back at me “what can I do for you lovely?” I slowly start to unzip my jacket, his eyes become planted on my pushed up breasts, thanks to my handy push up bra. A grin plays across his face. 

“I know what you’ve been doing” I say as I slowly walk towards him. “I know that you did something bad today; I like bad boys”, I pull at his shirt, now just being inches away from him, I circle to his back. “Do you know why I like bad boys?” He shakes his head; I push the back of his knees down with my feet, making him fall to the floor. “Because bad boys need to be punished, don’t you think?” My hands graze the tops of his shoulders, he nods, I drag my hands up his neck and to the sides of his face, and in one sharp move, I snap his neck “I’m glad we were in a mutual agreement.” I zip my jacket back up and walk out of the restroom and back to my bike. I sometimes wonder whether my employees actually know that I would kill for free, it’s just too fun not to.

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I got back to the house with 10 minutes to spare, jeez, I’m right on schedule today, so I run into my bedroom and quickly change into my gym clothes. I don’t know why, I just find them more comfortable than any other clothes, so my wardrobe is made up of Lorna Jane, Nike, Addidas and Lonsdale. The doorbell rings, I open it and a man is walking away from the door where he left a package. Without another thought I pick it up and bring it inside. I dump it on the floor in my kitchen and get the box cutter out of the cutlery draw. I cut it open and wrapped in bubble wrap is a brief case. I take it out of the bubble wrap and notice a finger scanner, I swipe my finger over the top and the hinges unlock. It has an inbuilt laptop and GPS. I turn it on and find a number of files, one that contains documentation on my target, one that has photos from a local investigator in it and the last one had one word document in it. I opened it and across one line it read ‘For any and all information on the Phoenix’. I exit the programs and just as I’m about to close the brief case a small box on the screen appears with two options ‘accept’ or ‘decline’. I accepted it and a man sitting behind a desk was there, however, he was blacked out, I could only see his shape.