Heir

Chapter 3

I decided to take a long way back to clear my head. When I finally reached my home, it was 1:00, I felt better and decided to lay out my plan for tonight. 

A few hours later, I began my usual routine for the job. Putting my long black hair back into a braid, making sure that my knife was properly wiped down and sharp, and putting my black ensemble on. I also packed all the necessary materials into hidden pockets in my outfit. Soon enough I was on my way, I couldn't risk taking a taxi so once again, I had to walk. Once I reached Perkins' estate, I was impressed by the high level of security. Towering fences eight feet tall, most likely electrical, an expensive alarm system and of course my favorite, two Rottweilers guarding the gates. As intimidating as it seemed, I don't think we need to go into detail on how easy it was for me to get into the household, but trust me, it was.

While I was making my way to his room, I noticed how empty the whole house was. I opened the door slowly and saw the sleeping figure. I walked over quietly and took out my knife, as I was about to make my move, I heard footsteps, so quiet you could barely hear them. Someone else was coming. As quickly as I could, I slit his throat, covered his body with the duvet, and slipped behind the door. What happened next surprised me. A man walked in, wearing pretty much the same outfit as me, and pulled out a syringe as he approached my victim. Once his back was turned towards me, I attacked, knocking the syringe out of his hand. He fought back brutally and I earned a bloody nose, but I managed to fit in a nice punch to the gut. He collapsed and I rapidly tased, drugged, and tied his hands together expertly and gagged him. Making sure my blood hadn't splattered onto the carpet, I dragged him out of the room as quickly as I could.