- When i woke up , I was back at the facility. I hopped up and tried to leave. "Where do you think your going kid?", asked the guard at the entrance. "I'm not a kid , and I'm going home", I said I tried to move past him. "No your not. Not after the mess you left us. We can't let you do that again", he said as he pushed me back with one hand. I figured since talking wasn't working I'd have to use force. I punched him in the chin. He rose up quickly and picked me up in the air. I started punching him more until he dropped me. I landed face first. I got back up and tackled him into the railing. He started to elbow me in the back but I used all my strength to lift him up. I power slammed him or what others may call a spine-buster. He kicked me full force backwards with both his legs. I did a couple of rolling backflips until I came to a halt. When we rose back as he begun to charge at me , so I picked up a wrench and started swinging. I caught him over the head a couple times , that made him back up. I hit him with a power blow to the inside of his right knee , that made him drop to one knee. Just as I was about to finish the combo with a haymaker over swing he grabbed my arm and lifted me off my feet again. "That's not enough", said a voice as we both stopped mid-action. He put me down as he stood up. When I turned around it Scott. He looked as if he was impressed by my progress. "If the boy wants to leave , let him be", he said as he pointed at the door for me to walk through. "I need a car and a suit", I said as i stopped before opening the door. He tossed me some keys.
- When I walked out , I seen all black BMW with chrome tinted windows. It had a suit inside , so I got dressed. I had a weapons arsenal in the trunk instead of having a duffle bag full of guns. I felt professional. As if I was an actual hit man. I put my other clothes in the trash , tossed a lighter in it to burn as I drove off. I made my way back to Camden through GPS. Once I got there , I went straight to the basement. I opened my laptop to check on the news. " In the latest news there has been a wave of violence in North Philadelphia since this time yesterday. Police are saying this is the block in which two parties begun a shootout. Leaving 2 dead. One unidentifiable female and One male. The female suffered from gun shot wounds to her chest and face during this incident. The male , shot more than 25 times. Leaving police to wonder , what this particular family couple did to be done this way. Could it have been family ? Friends ? If you have any information police are saying contact our hotline. Diana Witherspoon , here for Fox 5 News." Malik's body wasn't found ? Did Scott and his team pick up the body and dispose of it ? I had no problem with it as long as he was dead. What help would a dead person who was supposedly , previously killed before do.
- I drove to Madison's house to confront her about her sister. Word on the street was , she'd tried to commit suicide because of how depressed she was. I had no intentions on telling her everything but just enough that she'd be okay. I went into my trunk and pulled my two M911's out with silencers and put them in my suit jacket holsters. I knocked on the door , "Madison ! Ayo Madison ." I rang the door bell a couple of times before stepping off the porch. Just as I was about to get in my car , she came to the door and opened it. "What ?", she said covering her eyes as if she'd just woken up. It was 3 in the afternoon and your just waking up ? That doesn't add up for an average 16 year old. She looked like hell. Her hair was all over the place. I could see her eye-crust from dried up tears and that she hadn't bathed in awhile because of how dark her light blue pajamas were. "How are you feeling?", I asked as i stepped back on the step. "I'm fine , now what do you want ?", she asked so vigorously. "I came to talk to you. About Brionna." She immediately fixed her face and invited me in , "I'll be right back , don't leave. I'll bring us something to drink as she ran upstairs and showered. She thought I couldn't notice but I can when it takes you 25 minutes to get dressed. She came down looking a lot better. She went in the kitchen and came back out with a bottle of Sprite and two plastic cups. "So what's up ? What do you have to tell me? Do you have good news ? Is she back?, she asked all these questions back to back before I could even answer. "No , she isn't back but she told me to tell you that she's alright and you can stop looking for her because she will be back in two days. " , I told her as I showed her fake messages I sent to myself from Brionna's phone to mine. " Why didn't she text me ? Why didn't she call me ? That's not something she would do. ", she started to become upset. I knew where this was leading so I asked her can I have ice in my cup. She agreed and took the cup into the kitchen.
- I saw papers on the table about a pregnancy test and that it was positive. "Whose baby is it ?", I yelled as she held my cup under her ice dropper from her fridge. " A friend ", she said as she walked back in with the ice cup. "Is it William's ?" , I asked pouring soda into my cup. "No , how'd you know about him ? That fuck boy went M.I.A. on my ass for the past week", she said as she poured herself some soda too. "Word on the street travels fast. I heard you been pregnant and your just showing. Most likely about 5 months pregnant.", I said sipping soda. She chuckled , "I see. Well in that case , ain't no reason hiding it". Don't get me wrong , she was dating multiple niggas at a time , sneaking out the house , but she wasn't fucking. 5 months ago was just before all this nut shit started happening. Maybe Malik was the baby dad. "Is it Malik's?", I asked as I sat my cup down. She inhaled then exhaled heavily , "I think. He's the only one besides William. And William was too late by then." So you telling me after all this fucked shit happening , she's the one who is really pregnant. And by fucking Malik. I just kilt the nigga yesterday.
- She wasn't ugly or nothing. Far from it actually but everyone thought she was a hoe because of how many boyfriends she had and how she would sneak out the house. They had it all wrong , all them dickhead's wanted to do was fuck and she wasn't giving it up so they would leave her. I told her I was about to dip because i had things to do. "No wait , don't go. Nobody's been over here really and I've been having to keep myself company lately", she said as she was pulling me back down to the couch. " I have things to do " , I said as I stood back up. "Oh really?" , she said as she grabbed my dick laughing. She pulled it out my pants and I held her hair as she started to kiss all over the tip. She wrapped her mouth around it and started sucking slowly. The feeling was amazing. I'm not going to lie , it seemed wrong to do that to someone who's pregnant but it felt good. As I started to reach my peak, I cummed in her mouth and she still kept sucking. She swallowed some but spit some of it out on the couch. I went to go take a piss and when I got out the bathroom , I heard a click. She had a .38 revolver to the side of my head. "I heard what you did you stupid motherfucker. Who kills someone's sister then comes to their house and fake like she's coming home?", she asked a she pushed it to my temple moving me toward the kitchen. I looked at the back door to try and throw her off. She fell for it and looked over to see what I was staring at. I took the opportunity to snag the gun from her and she fell into the wall. I opened the the chamber and dropped all the bullets in my hands and tossed the gun out the window.
- I pulled my gun and made her move. She picked up the cushion that had my cum and the cup that I drunk from with the bottle. She put it all in a trash bag and got into the passenger seat and sat the bag in the backseat. I got in and drove to an abandoned building. A hobo spot. We got out and lit the bag on fire and watched it burn down to dust. I took her to park about 12 blocks from our street. 8 blocks north. 3 blocks east. 1 more block north. It was about 10 so I let her sit down on the bench and think for a minute. "Pray", I said as I pulled out my gun again. She put her head and started to pray. Once she was done she sat her head up and I pulled the trigger. I shot her once and she fell face first into the grass. Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi rajiun". Then I shot her again in the back of the head. I rolled her body under the bench so nobody would find it unless they sat down.
- I filled my tank with gas from the gasoline canteens in the trunk. My next stop was to drive by Jamie's old place and see if her mom was still around. When I rode down the block like a normal car would , I seen her gray Nissan Altima still parked. I drove my car about a block or two away from their house. I dressed in my hooded outfit again with my little "technical" box. I started jogging down the block and stopped as if I was out of breath. I bent down to act like I was tying my shoe but I put a electromagnetic air compressor on the back of the tire. On the side that faced the exhaust pipes of the car , so it would be invisible to the plain onlooker. It only took about 10 seconds to set up. I got up and started jogging again. When I came back around the block jogging , I was throwing mini-cams all over her porch. They were about the size of a quarter and I painted them burgundy so they blend in with her porch color. I threw about 3 of them on her porch. And I threw a silver one on the front of her bumper , so I could see where she was driving. When I got back to my car , I drove home to Camden. I ate a fish sub with some fries. I took a shower and laid on my bed thinking of what my next moves would be. Rather not , I just got some sleep until the morning.
- When I woke up , I got dressed in another suit and black gloves. I reloaded and clean my M911's. I made them lighter and the bullets with more penetration power. I cut the silencers size in half from 4 inches to 2. I went down stairs and make myself breakfast before starting the day. Eggs , Turkey Bacon and Pancakes with Apple Juice. I went downstairs to the basement and started my research on Jamie's mom. I found out through her emails , Jamie's mother is having a meeting today with someone important today. I locked and loaded. Putting my pistols in my holsters and then my jacket on. My shoes had knife blades at the tip if I swung them a certain way. I looked on the mini-cam to see where Gena was headed. She appeared to be in traffic , so I had enough time.
- I got in my car and drove to top floor of a parking garage across the way from market street. I popped open my trunk and pulled out my guitar case. It had my M4C6 sniper rifle in it. I took it out and put it together and set up shop. I check the Mini-Cam and Gena drove to the parking garage on market street. She meet with Scott. I couldn't believe the mistrust. I thought he was on our side when he was a mole the whole time. I took aim and set it to his head and fired. It went right through his head and it splattered on her all white attire. "Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi rajiun". She tried to get in her car and drive off , but I pressed the activation button for the air compressor and it flattened her tire. It sent a shockwave through her car's system , leaving her trapped. I called 9-1-1 from a burner phone that was in my case and told them I seen someone get shot and the shooter is trying to escape from the roof. I came them details of what was happening moment by moment until they came. She tried to get the keys out of his pockets so she could take his car and escape but they already pulled in back of her and told her to get out the car. I opened someone's door to their car and put the burner phone in their glove department after I wiped it down.
- I broke the rifle down and packed it up. Got in my car then left. I drove past the cop car as they passed me going in the opposite direction. She was handcuffed in the backseat , covered in blood. Let's see if she could get herself out of this one.
