Assassin's Love

A Chance To Survive

Chapter 4

*Jordan's POV*

Once I made it to my place of work, I got off my motorcycle, turned it off, putting the kickstand down, and taking the key with me, putting it in my jacket pocket. I walked in and I was immediately rushed by my friends.

"Hey Jordan, how's it goin'?" Johnny asked me, almost innocently. It was as if he was the only one of this entire operation that made everything seem so wholesome. It was like he was the bright light in the darkness. I was glad he was one of my good friends, or at least one of the people I could afford to call my friend.

"I'm good, Johnny. Thanks for askin'." I replied. "So, what does Mark want me to do this time?" I asked. I was curious, but I think it was obvious what he wanted me for. Ask me the same old questions.

"He wants you to go on a reconnaissance mission. There are some government politicians that need to be scoped out to see if they know anything about us and if they're filtering it out to other countries." Johnny explains to me. He made it sound so simple, but I know the difficulty of stealth missions. It just looked like it eased his mind to know that he was the one to relay his information to me.

"That shouldn't be too difficult, but I would beg to differ on that statement alone." I say, looking around, and seeing everyone else I know crowding around me. "I just don't like doing stealth missions because they really aren't my style." I shrug.

"Yet you're really good at being stealthy and quiet. About the only person you can't sneak up on is my sister." Lilly says, taking off her MMA style gloves. "She knows what it's like to even sense your very prescence. It's one of her more defining, albeit a little more creepy, talents." She then fixes her hair.

"You're telling me. I just hope she still isn't mad at me for what happened during our last mission." I still felt uneasy about being in the compound without having seen everyone I've spent most of my years with. I felt a slight disturbance behind me. I quickly turned and blocked a harsh kick thrown by Lilly's sister, Tiffany. I glared at the purple haired girl as she backed off.

"Good. I'm glad you've finally learned to block my kick whenever I sneak up on you." She said with a smile. A twisted one almost. I could swear she was mad at me.

"Good to see you still keep up with your practices, TIff. I'm not sure whether you were trying to seriously injure me or kill me with a single strike." I say, tensing my body in case she tried to throw any other sort of attack at me. To this, she grinned. One of those smug grins you didn't want to see on anyone because you really wanted to knock that person out. Not caring if they were a male or a female.

"I can tell you're in a rush, but I think you can spare some time for a sparring match." She said, smiling at me this time, knowing that the challenge she laid down on the table is one that I couldn't really resist. She knows this better than anyone and me resisting is like me trying not to do my job efficiently.

"Fine, I guess I can spar with you for awhile. Then, I just have to get my mission directive from, Mark, and then I will be going back home to get some damn sleep." I follow Tiffany to the battle floor. I can tell she had a giddy smile on her face this time, because this was the first time in about three months that she gets to fight me again. "Tiff, are you still mad about what happened during our last mission?" I ask her, getting ready to fight.

"Maybe I am or maybe I'm not. Who knows?" She said, doing the same as me. I didn't like it when she did this.  It made me feel as if I were guilty of something greater than what happened last week. "Just to be clear, don't let me beat you. Fight me for real. I'll accept nothing less from and if you even think of going less than 100%, I'll kill you." Tiffany looked at me sternly, laser focused on making my life miserable if I gave her an inch.