"So how does this go?" I asked.
"First no one must know your in with me ok?"
"Yup!" I nodded.
"Ok so how this works is i get hits through either the dark web or people actually come up and ask. Usually the dark web. I probably get maybe one every two weeks and sometimes i dont take them. If its a kid or if they wont tell a reason don't accept it. When we get hits usually i wait depending on how long ago i killed someone or in your case now it'll have to be a couple people at a time if we can and once every month or three weeks. Usually i make 2 million a hit so one million for you one million for me." He smiled and took a pretzel out of the soft pretzel stand.
"No i want one and a half im doing the killing here." I said.
"No, I've been doing this longer and need money."
"Mhmm, so you got all the money in the world."
"I have to move around a lot." He shrugged and took a bite out of the pretzel.
"Why?"
"Because if the police get even a little suspicious i move."
"Oh, but why can't you frame someone?"
"I can't frame people! I know i kill but im not doing that to an innocent person. After all they'll catch on after a couple months and realize they either got the wrong person or another is out there." He dipped his pretzel in cheese and offered me a bite.
"Well then." I started to walk around again.
"We... I need to go to the Hot Topic. Money you know. Also another thing you'll go with me to collect to money. You'll aim at the person don't shoot but if they try anything you think i can't handle shoot them." He started walking in the way towards the malls hot topic.
"Like you couldn't handle something." I said sarcastically.
"You'd be surprised." We walked to the store next to hot topic.
"Hide but aim the gun at him. This guy is kinda known for pulling stuff." He sighed and looked at me with concern. "If anything happens run."
"I'll be fine." I said. We walked put of the store and i hid behind a display of tank tops that were on sale. I nodded and he went into the store while i made sure the gun was loaded. I took aim and waited. Nothing was happening they were talking like they were friends not like just a give me money and go our separate ways. He shoved Jake slightly and I tensed up. He shook his head and held out his hand. The other guy dug into his back pocket and I held up my gun a little more. He took his hand out of his pocket and punched Jake clean across the face. I put my finger on the trigger waiting for if Jake could handle him or not. Jake punched him repeatedly and knocked him to the ground. Jake kicked his side and took the money out of his pocket. He said something to him and left.
" Are you alright?" I asked and put the gun on safety. I stood up and he took my hand and ran.
Sorry for not posting in a while I've been busy with school and had writers block for a while so here's a chapter that probably sucks. ~thatonewriter
