Emergency Assassin

Chapter 3

Patricia's POV

Waking up to dead silence feels strange.Has Mr Jacobs sold his crappy car? I drag myself up anyways, yawning and robbing my eyes, i finally notice the strange bedside table and lamp and that's when the memory of yesterday's event came back to me.I quickly get off the bed, gather my things and leave.I need to go home and prepare soup for tonight.When I got to the apartment, everywhere was quite.Everything seemed to be in place, not dirty plates or pot or litered things around in the kitchen, which means Rob hasn't been here this morning.he must be really mad.Pat! a voice yelled from outside and I quickly recognize it.I open the front door to reveal Rebecca.

Hey, saw your calls.sorry i didn't see them last night.Rebecca says walking inside.

It's ok. I say giving her a light hug.

So, whats up? u called like hundred times.Rebecca asks looking a bit worried.

Yea, Rob showed up at the bar last night.We got into a fight and I didn't want to sleep in the same house with him I respond sitting down.

Sorry dear,Rebecca says giving my shoulders a light squeeze. I still think you guys should break up already. If he can't respect you enough to get his shit together then he doesn't love you.Just...

Rebecca stop, I say cutting her off.The sad thing  is that I know Rebecca is right and breaking up is the best option now but I'm just scared if I walk out he could end up dead somewhere, somehow.I know he owes some people money for drugs that even the money I give him can't settle.The whole situation is just messed up.

Patricia, I'm not trying to be the joy kill here, but...

I know,I mean eventually I'll leave.I say bending my head and putting it in my hands exhausted.Rebecca pats my shoulder before standing up.

uhm, I need to borrow your brown boots.I have this party tonight, would invite you but I know you're going to say you have work.she says pouting and walking to the room.I ignore her statement coz I know it's no use arguing, I do have work tonight. I walk straight to the fridge for a bottle of water but a scream from the room makes me jolt and the bottle of water falling from my hand.I run to the room to see what happened to Rebecca but nothing on earth could have prepared me for what lies in front of me.It's Rob hanging from the cotton rod.I'm not sure what my first reaction was but I know right now I can't feel anything. I'm not shocked to see that he had taken his life, I knew if he didn't slow down, one way or the other he would turn up dead but deep inside I hoped he'd change for good.I haven't said a word since walking into the scene, at the police station now and the cops are asking a series of questions but I can't seem to find the words. Rebecca is traumatized,she hasn't stopped crying since.I wish I could cry, instead I'm just numb. The cops let us go to come back in tomorrow but on our way out we run into Mr Jacobs who looked very disturbed.

Patricia I heard what happened. Mr Jacobs says walking closer to Rebecca and I.I should have called you but its not like its the first time he's having strange looking guests.

What do you mean? Rebecca asks

I saw three men walk into the apartment around past 6am this morning.They didn't look like they had any good intention but instead of hearing argument or fighting as usual, I saw them walk out of the house really fast almost immediately. I should have known something was wrong.I'm so sorry.

Uhm, yea you should have, Rebecca sighed out of exhaustion.her voice is now coarse and I still haven't said a word.

Go on inside and tell the cops, they'll need a description of the guys.Rebecca says to him before holding my arm to continue walking.

Patricia are you ok? you haven't said anything,Mr Jacobs asks looking so worried.

She's in shock I guess, Rebecca responds to him.See you Later.

Just before entering Rebecca's car I hear screaming in the parking lot and I can feel myself falling to my knees and just then I realized I was the one screaming.My heart feels so heavy,my eyes sting, my breathing irregular and my stomach in knots.Yes, finally, the tears are coming down heavy.Rebecca quickly wraps her arms around me but sadly, I feel no comfort from it.I don't know how long we stayed there but by the time we got to Rebecca's house I was drained so I went straight to bed.

Tony's POV

When I got to the motel, I park close to Patricia's room.I knock severally on the door but no answer so I walk to the reception.

hey, I came to see Patricia in room 12 but she's not answering the door.I say getting a bit worried.

She already checked out, the receptionist responds plainly after checking his system.

what? I ask even more worried now.

Yes, she checked out early this morning.

Shit,I planned to distract her all day so she won't have to walk into her boyfriend hanging from a cotton rod but I was busy getting her car fixed.I wanted her to hear it from the cops or maybe be there with her when she sees it so I can comfort her.fuck, she must be really upset right now.I doubt if she will be at the bar tonight and I don't want to just show up at her place.fuck, I screamed hitting my fist on the desk making the flower vase fall to the ground and crashing.The receptionist flinched.I knew I had to get out of  there before he calls the cops.

The office is the last place I want to be right now but my boss Mark said he needed to see me urgently.Mark is french but prefers to identify as American since he has spent most of his life here.Once Mark sights me through the glass, he stands and walks towards the door.

finalement, was beginning to wonder if you'd show up, Mark says pulling me into a hug.

Nice to see you too Mark.

Aimeriez-vous prendre un verre? Mark asks walking to the mini bar.

Oui, eau. Can we go back to english now?

Tony you need to practice all these languages so you don't get rusty.You need it on the job.

I'm fine. So what's so urgent, I ask trying to get to the point.

I have a business for you. It's a big one, Mark says with excitement clear in his voice.

How much?

Technically, roughly $120million but you walk away with 30 Mark says leaning into his chair.It sounds tempting but I already told mark I wanted out and he asked me to take a couple of months off and if I still feel the same why afterwards i could Quit.It's been over a year now and through out that time he has been pulling me back in one way or another.I'm his right hand man and most trusted but I'm sick of the job.

Mark, I can't. I'm done for real, I say standing to leave but Mark pulls my hand making me turn to face him.

Look, after this one you're done. You can leave the state and settle anywhere you want.You don't have to tell me where.I mean it. I can see the desperation on his face.Mark makes a lot of money but he spends a whole lot too. 

50, and after this I'm done for real, I say meaning it.

Tony be reasonable. His money is one of the reasons he's getting the hit, so they want a share too.

50 or nothing.I insist hoping he'd just agree to it.

For goodness sake Tony, it's just one person you're taking out. 20 is....

You don't pay me to kill. You pay me to be invisible, I say cutting him off. If it's that easy then do it yourself.I add walking towards the door.

merde, ok, deal. when did you become so difficult, Mark asks walking towards me at the door.

Since I've been trying to quit, I say with a smirk. We spend the next hour discussing the plan and the man turns out to be worth over half a billion dollars which make me glad I insisted on the fifty coz I know mark will a good deal of money from it. The man is a mafian and drug dealer and owns one of the biggest casinos in Las Vegas so I know it's very important for this to be a clean job.He's already suspicious of everything so it won't be so easy.

That evening I went to the bar even though I know Patricia won't be there but I'd rather be there than sitting alone in the house.