Roses Are Red

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

I walked sassily into the buzzing night club like I owned the place. Straight past the bouncer, into the party I went. I scoped the area for my target. Bingo.

James Smith. 38. Head of a big drug thing or something like that. Owed my boss money. And that's why I'm here.

You see, when my boss needs dirty work done, he calls me. Rose Conner, assassin.

I walked up the the prick who was standing at the bar.

"Vodka shot please." I told the bartender.

"Well aren't you something little miss." James said eyeing me like I was his next meal. Pig. "What's your name sweet cheeks?"

"Rose." I replayed looking at him seductively.

I downed my shot and put my hands on his chest.

"How's about you and me get out of here." I said and grabbed his hand leading him out of the club.

He was to busy starring at my ass to notice that I dragged him into an ally.

"Wait a second..." He said realizing where he was.

I pulled out my gun and aimed it at his head.

"You owe my boss money. He doesn't like to he held out on James." I said smirking.

"Please! I'll have your money by the end of the month I swear!" He plead.

"Too late." Was all I said and I pulled he trigger.

I put my gun away and walked to my bike. Motorbike that is.

I was about to get on when my phone rang.

"Talk." I said answering.

"Get back to headquarters fast." Was all the said then hung up.

I wonder what's wrong.