Why You Pull The Trigger

Guns In Stilettos

Guns In Stilettos:

“Thank you for the compliment all that is left is to arrange payment and the keys are yours.” I assume he was startled with my response. I mean, I’m just a young arms dealer but I’ve got business to take care of and he’s the least of my worries.

When he realized that I was not going to play his game, two of his men opened two attaché cases, and there were packs of white powder stuffed inside them. These people just don’t pay right. I am now royally pissed off.

“ah. Yes yes.” I said irritated.

“This is high-grade stuff. Uncut, of course. The smarter you are in dealing it, the higher your payment.”

I grabbed a pack from the case. And stared at it

“this is why I hate small-time jobs. You wouldn’t pay in advance even if I told you to.”

“What? What are you grumblin’ about?” the mafia leader asked in an irritated tone.

I opened the pack in my hands and poured the contents of it to the solid ground.

“I take money as payment. Does this look like cash to you?” I asked emptying the pack.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” he screamed.

With the assault rifle in my hands, I aimed at the leader’s head and pulled the trigger.

“boss!” his men called out as he was falling to the ground.

The moment his men aimed at me there were bullets fired everywhere and Vlad pulled me into a protective hug in his arms and started to fire too. My men showed up and circled us in just a millisecond taking out those thugs. I watch them fall to the ground with no emotion at all.

I’ve seen battlefields; this doesn’t even come close to the horror.

Next thing I knew, there was silence, no more guns firing, I was still in the arms of Vlad, after they’ve confirmed that no one was alive, he let go of me, and I stood up and stared at the lifeless bodies in front of me.

“ojou-san are you hurt?” Devon asked me, an ex-military commander one of my men specializing in snipers even over 500 yards, he could still hit the target precisely and accurately. But I hate it when he calls me ojou-san, meaning princess in nihonggo considering he is half Japanese.

“im fine.” I said walking towards the Lamborghini Vlad was driving a while back.

“Bury them. Except the arrogant mafia leader.” I said before I opened the door to the passenger’s seat, and reached to grab a paper bag.

I removed my stilettos and I brought out a new pair from the paper bag and wore it. I wiped my footprint from the other pair and walked back to the scene while carrying it with a handkerchief, careful not to get any prints on it. They were already done burying the other bodies.

I placed the stilettos on top of the blood of the arrogant leader and walked away with my men behind me.

Nothing new there, my signature, the red stilettos I wore in the crime scene found beside the body. Erasing every evidence there is to accuse the company. Although they would know that the bloody scenes is done by the Ace of the Guns in Stilettos.

Why You Pull The Trigger: Guns In Stilettos