Stuck between all the trouble

Ruby Dagger

Brigid's POV

I jumped out of bed and brushed down my black skin-tight almost ninja like outfit. I pulled my dagger out of my holster and sharpened the blade and shined the ruby. I slid it back into the holster and walked into the living room. Ed was sitting on the leather couch absentmindedly shooting the human shaped shooting target, getting it right in the heart every time. With his other hand he was typing on the laptop. I crept up on him and wrapped my arms around his neck which obviously didn't surprise him at all.

"The mark will be arriving back at her recently acquired property at approximately 1527 hours. She does not possess any dangerous weapons of any kind. Her security is considered lax by our standards as she does not believe in letting her security guards be in her home twenty-four seven. It is quite an easy job and I assume unnecessary but Mr McCann wants you to do it anyway. He wanted me to pass the message onto you 'Just do it or you'll be nuked'" Ed stated in the same tone.

"I'll arrive at the property at 1430 hours to set up. Will Mr McCann be pleased if I make her slightly 'freaked out' before I complete the job?" I asked as I jumped down beside Ed.

"Of course he will. He's an utter douche bag. Why do we work for him again?" Ed put the laptop onto the coffee table then turned to me.

"Because it's work experience. We are young highly trained assassins in a dog eat dog world. Jason McCann is the world's deadliest bomber" I let my head fall on Ed's shoulder.

"Talking about me I see" Mr McCann smirked from the door, "Brigid, go to the marks house right now. I do not want you to fuck this one up" Mr McCann snapped.

"Shut up McCann. Don't talk to her like that. I'm stronger, taller and better at shooting than you" Ed raised the Glock G30S and shot just next to Mr McCann.

"Whatever, I'll be nice call me Jason" he grinned sarcastically. I hugged Ed before heading out to go to the mark's house like Jason suggested.

"Great idea, Brigid. Well done" Jason called. I rolled my eyes and ran down the stairs, resisting the urge to pull out the dagger and stab Jason to shreds with it.

I raised the massive painting up and off the hook and over to the place where I had removed the other painting. My job was going brilliantly. I then just had to switch a couple more things around and then wait. After moving paintings, clothes, shoes, small furniture and speakers I hid in the expansive walk-in-wardrobe. I checked my watch and realised he should have been home 15 minutes ago but I could wait for much more. Another 30 minutes I would have just rearranged her things back to their original place and came back tomorrow but 10 minutes later I heard the mark, talking to someone, I assumed on the phone.

"Look it's really strange. Two of Margaret Lee's paintings have switched places and one of my new coffee tables has moved to the left side of the couch when it was on the right side" she paused listening to the other person "I am not going crazy. It's really creepy. I think someone might be here. I mean a lot of my stuff has been moved. It definitely happened" she paused again this time for longer "I'm definitely sure, okay? Just don't make it out like I've gone insane. Just shut up and stop being so condescending. I'm hanging up now. Goodbye"

The mark hung up and I took this as my chance. I crept forward and silently pulled the ruby reed dagger out of the holster around my calf. The ruby at just the tip of the dagger handle shone and threw shadows around the dimly illuminated room. The mark began to turn her head with a frightened expression on her face. I plunged the dagger straight into her stomach. The blood began to gush out, her clothes beginning to stain completely with the red liquid and the life began to drain away from her. She dropped to the floor making all the blood splatter everywhere. I shook off the blood from the dagger and slid it back into the holster. I rushed over to the window, opened it and dove out. I slipped into the limo through the moon-roof. I smiled at Ed as he drew the dagger out of my holster and wiped off the fresh blood.

"How did it go? And also I get to do the next one. It's unfair you getting to kill everyone" Ed leaned back against the smooth leather seat of the limo and tossed the dagger to me.

"It went perfectly. Selena Gomez is dead"