Assassin's Mission : Scarlet Bullets

Mission 3 : Betrayal

"Who are you James?" I ask again now pointing the gun at Lily.

"I can't tell you that" he gets down on his knees "but please have some humanity in you and let her live"

"Wrong answer" I fire the gun and James screams. The girl falls to the ground still alive, her leg bleeding violently. I didn't want to kill her but it was either her or me. James runs over to her.
"one last time, I'm gonna ask you. Who are you?"

"I'm just his informant please, don't. I was sent undercover there" I look at the ground around him that was getting wet with yellow liquid.

"You're a sick coward, you could have saved her" I pull the trigger once again, this time the man falls to the ground lifeless.
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I run inside the house and look for the CCTV room but no device or room was found. There's possibility that the house is monitored from the station. I just dug my own grave. The sirens can be heard now. I take my phone out and dial a number.
"The cops are gonna get me, my guess is that he was a snitch. The jobs done, he claimed to be their informant but I don't believe him"

"Have you got the cards?"

"Yea I do, but the cops are nearly here"

"Ill meet you in half an hour at the docks and make sure you don't have anyone tailing your ass" he ends the call and I make a run for the fence.

In less then 15 minutes I am zig-zagging my way towards the docks making sure not to be followed.

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I stand behind a cargo container waiting for my current employer to arrive.
A black 1957 Chevrolet Nascar pulled into the dock yard. My phone starts to ring.

"Yes?" I peek from the corner of the container as a tall grey bearded man gets out of the car with two thugs.

"I know you're here kid" he looks me directly in the eye as I step into view.

"Have you got the cards?" He smiles "can I see them?"

I hand him the cards "was he really only an informant?" I ask.

"Probably but that doesn't concern you"

"It kinda does", I spit "I just left a little kid without a family, I wanna know for what reason"

"I told you to kill them all? You didn't? The guy you killed was Arron Husler, he's an undercover cop that stole the cards from me, he wasn't the one ratting out Eddie. Word of advice kid, Never let your emotions get in the way of your work" the name he stated sounded somewhat familiar as if I  have heard it before. "Leave now I don't want the cops to put me on the wanted list too"

"What?" I lift my eyebrow at him "you're all over the news kid, well done you're famous" he claps his hands and gets back inside his car. One of his thugs opens a black suit case and exposes the money to my eyes before handing it over.

"175,000 in cash just like asked" his voice is deep and cold.

I grab the suitcase and walk off towards the swarm of ships as the car drives away. I don't even make it five steps towards the ship when four police cars came out of nowhere, I throw the suitcase into the nearby water.

"Put your arms in the air, slowly!" I reach for my gun but they fire their weapons at me.

"I said put your arms in the air, now!" I put my hands up and two guys cuff me and make me kneel to the ground.

"let's hope you'll have just as much fun in prison as you do killing" an old man spits at me.

I kneel there astonished, how could I get caught. Then it hit me "The bastard" I mentally choke the life out of the old man. Sneaky little snitch. This is something he's gonna have to pay for.

They pull me off the ground and drag me to the police car. After shoving me inside they start driving, Only now did I realize that they took away my bag with all my guns in it .

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After spending twenty minutes in the car cuffed, I was now sitting in an interrogation room alone with a mirrored window in front of me. I know they are watching me I open my mouth and spit, the spit lands on the window.

After three minutes a good looking guy enters along with a middle aged man who wasn't so eye-catching. The handsome man sits in front of me with a serious look on his face. The older man stands there looking at me pensively. "Why did you do it?"

"Wow, so won't even bother to ask my name?"

"we already had someone confirm that" I lift my right eyebrow at him. "Your name is Sam, You killed two people, one of them a police man"

"Your point is?" I ask annoyed, that white haired ass is gonna get his tongue cut out.

"So you admit that you did it, We also took a bag away from you. could you repeat it's contents"

"Let me think, there should be a pink dildo in it, you know a big one with a bunny riding it. Then there should be some fluffy cuffs and a load of kiss-my-ass." I sit smirking at him.

"Do you find this funny?" He looks annoyed "You just killed two people without reason, you had no connections with them. Why do it?"

"For someone as good looking as yourself, you are very, very stupid" I licks my lips and play with my tongue, dragging the words out. He smirks at me.

"You're only 15, you were probably abused? Probably a runaway as well" he catches me off guard and I just stare at him curiously "You're most likely jealous of the rich family that you saw living happily nearby to where you were and decided you were sick of being pushed around" Well at least he got very first part about me right, I am 15. The rest he just guessed, I laugh.

"You're kidding me right?" I can't stop laughing, they are going to think I'm a psycho but I don't care at all "Yeah, I'm 15 but none of the rest. I think we're done talking" The man looks angered but he knows he isn't getting anywhere with me. I continue sitting while the young man got up and left and the older man takes his seat in front of me across the table.

"You know we can help you, kid?" His voice is kind, he must have worked as a shrink at some point in his life "All you hav-" I cut him off

"Don't bother" I tell him, tired of talking "Yeah I killed those people, and yeah I'm gonna kill that person that snitched on me" The man doesn't look convinced at my threats "Believe me I know what you're thinking, a 15-year old she must be going through some sort of mental illness. But I'm not I killed those people and I'm not playing the rat game with the snitch because I'm not gonna become what he is"

"How do you know it's a 'he'?" I want to punch his straight face, out of all the shit I just said, all that he heard was 'him' , fucking asshole.

"You just told me" with that he left the room and I sit there thinking back on my life. Two police officers take me out of the room ten minute later and walk me to a cell, It is all walls and a metal door. Pricks think I'm some sort of a psycho, they push me in and shut the door behind me.

#flashback

I walk into my room and sit there, What did just happen, Did he just really leave? My sobs are only soundless tears now. I look for Drew but he is no where to be found. My mothers screams have died down, she was now drowned in whiskey.

I walked down stairs and look around, my mom was speaking into a phone "Da-rrling you should come over tonight, John left me a long time ago anyway" I look with shock all over my face, With fear I run back up the stairs to cry. Curled into a ball on my bed I cry until I heard a door slam.

"Hey mo- who the fuck is this?" I hear Drew's voice shout and more tears escape my eyes. I feel so weak, Drew's footsteps are heard running up the stairs, is he gonna shout at me as well? I close my eyes and cry quietly. The door suddenly opens and Drew looks at me before closing the door and sitting down on the bed beside me. Slowly petting my head "Are you okay?" He asks softly.

"N-no" I whimper "I couldn't find you I thought you  forgot me" More tears escape my eyes as I crawl into Drew's lap and sob loudly as he comforts me.

"It's all gonna be okay" He whispers and I look at him, his eyes are tear filled too, he is trying not cry. I blink my tears away and hug onto him tightly.

#end of flashback