Wanted » Beyoncé

Chapter 2

15 years later...

•••Beyoncé's POV•••

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My name is Beyoncé Knowles. I am 26 years old. I have a sister Solange Knowles is 22. I live in a flat on the 4th Floor & Solange Is on the 6th.

We decided to live in the same building because we love eachother, & our past isnt so pretty. Some times our Aunt Angie comes over so we could have company & she'd also bring Kelly Rowland my cousin.

My Life is not perfect but I wish it was. I dont trust men at all. Especially if your name is Ace. I hated it with all my heart.

Maybe thats why im a murderer.

I chose to be one because if I am a legal Assassin I would kill people that needed to be found Dead or Alive or maybe Wanted. And plus i get paid more with it being illegal. The police arent even looking for the people who killed my dad & Kidnapped my mother. They dont even know who the men are.

I will always remember that face. Idk How old that bastard is but I know that He's probably in his late 30s.

"Bey? Are You Even Listening To Me!?" I shot my head up & lost my train of thought.

"Yes, Solange. Im listening. " I looked out of the window of this coffee shop.

People were on cellphones, calling the New York Taxi Cabs, Bumping into each other, & rushing into the theyre buildings of were they worked.

"If You know what I Said Then Repeat It." Solange said taking a sip of her Caramel Frappé.

"I dont know. . . uhhh something about my Mission."

Now, of course you dont this but a Mission is where I am told to find & or kill people. Who are in New York where I live or maybe a little father out of the area. Solange wanted to move here because of the city & she didnt like to remeber the death of our father & Kidnapping of our Mom.

I didnt even hesitate to agree.

Solange started speaking again.

"I said that the next person who you need to delete is an African American Named Aiden Johnson, About 6'1 tall, wanted for muder & he also goes buy the name of A.J."

Delete means to Kill. We cant say Kill in public.

"Mhmm.." I noded my head & watched her Scroll up and down on her iPad.

"He's also friends with rapper, JAY Z" Solange looked up from her iPad at me.

"What does he have to do with him..." I drank some of my Rasberry Lemonade.

"Umm..." She look down at her iPad.

"Just Tell Me!" I raised my voice at her.

"You need to get to JAY Z. And by get to him I mean Have Him Fall In Love with You, Bey." She said in a low voice.

I shook my head.

"You'll be fine you already know how to Protect Yourself." Solange sat back in her chair.

"No, no, no, no, no!" I Gritted Bewtween My Teeth While Clenching My Jaw. "Hell No. I Dont Trust Men & You know that. Who the hell assigned this mission any damn way?"

"Kelly Rowland. . ." a grin grew on her sweet innocent face.

I put my hands on my face inhaling deeply. "Why?" I mumbled in my hand.

"Maybe its best for you..." Solange said shrugged "I dont know."

I sighed.

"How Much Am I Getting Paid?"

"How's $800,000 for ya'?" She smiled.

i sighed "Deal."

"Ok Good, We need To leave. Because We Cant discuss the rest in Starbucks. We'll just discuss it on the way home."

Solange & I gathered our things & walked out.

"Now. . . About JAY Z."

"Ugghh"

"Oh quick acting like a Baby." She said. "Shawn Carter or JAY Z, Will be Here in Brooklyn & going to a late night club with some friends & maybe Aiden Johnson will be there."

"Is He Even Taking Friends?" I said putting on my sunglasses.

"Im not sure. I think he will . . . but then again you never Know."

"Your Coming With Me." I looked over at her as we were walking around the corner.

"Dont Worry I Dont Mind, Looking After My Big Sis, Bey." Solange said in a little kid voice & poked my side.

I Rolled my Eyes...

"What does Aiden Johnson Even Look Like? Because I cant just go around deleting people."

I chuckled turning around the corner to our apartment building.

"I'll Show You Tomorrow at the Club." Solange said sliding her IPad in her Case.

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