A Haunted Dream; BOS 6

The Black Market Girls

Lillian Morgan
I studied Alex's every move.
He slowly ran his fingers over the weapons of every shelf and every draw. Studying each one thoroughly and multiple times.
"Why are you so thorough in figuring out which weapon to use? You aren't like this usually." I state as I cross my arms and lean back on the wall.
"How would you know that?" He asks and I shrug.
"I know people."
"Very mysterious." Alex says as he sends me a cheeky wink causing me to laugh slightly.
"I'm bing thorough because if by a chance the explosion doesn't kill Macy then I want to use the best weapon for the job. Something that will cause maximum pain but will also kill her slowly. Something to make her suffer." He continues as he studies a shelf of guns.
"If what you want is to make someone suffer then all you have to do is ask. I just love revenge. Especially if it's... fatal." I say with a smirk and Alex laughs at the small pun.
"That wasn't bad. Now about the suffering. Do you have something in mind?" Alex walks over and looks down at me.
"Depends." I smile slyly as I look up at him and drop my arms by my side.
"On what?" He asks lowly and puts a hand either side of my head.
"Are you willing to visit a couple girls who are very capable of ripping your balls off?" I ask with a chuckle and Alex steps back with wide eyes.
"Say what now?"
"Oh don't be a sissy. They'll only do it if you attack them or me. I teach a class for woman. These two are very skilled and happen to have a connection to the black market where they deal very lethal, very painful weapons." Shrugging I smile innocently up at him.
"You do know that's illegal right?" Alex steps up close so we were almost touching.
"I've been doing illegal for years but nobody has caught me. All I get caught for is false convictions for murder." I say as I put my hands on Alex's chest.
"You naughty girl." He says huskily and I bite my lip.
"Now I know why the others get so annoyed when their wives bite their lips." Alex caresses my cheek and I swallow.
"It's a real turn on." He says before crashing his lips against mine. I feel as if I was melting while flying on cloud 9.
"Alright break it up people." Someone sighs and Alex pulls back making me pout.
I turn to see Ashley standing in the doorway with her arms crossed. "Fine. I think it'll be best if everyone who's going to attack comes to the girls with us. It'll keep you at bay." I tap Alexs chest as I say 'you' before slipping away from him and walking over to Ashley.
"Who are these girls?" Ashley asks curiously as I walk back up into the mansion.
"Same two girls who supply Crystal, Maddison and the IMF with weapons." I reply as I pass Crystal, Maddison and Alysha, making sure they hear.
"Wait a second. You know Erin and Kelly?" Crystal gasps as the three hurry over.
"Where do you think they get the weapons from girls. As I've told Alex on multiple occasions. I've met a fair amount of people. High up people." Smiling I sit down on the couch.
"Oh and guess what girls?" I say excitedly and they look at me curiously.
"Kelly proposed to Erin." I say and us 4 girls squeal happily.
Everyone else walked in and looked at us oddly. "I always thought Erin would propose to Kelly. Who cares though. I can safely say that these girls are my favourite gay couple." Maddison smiles.
"Why wouldn't they be? They supply you girls with your toys." I chuckle.
"Now let's go. I brought them a new shipment 2 days ago so they should have altered and fixed them right up to do just what we want." My lips twitch into a sly smirk as I stand up.

"Girls? You here?" I called. My voice eches through the workshop. There was no reply.
"Be ready. I don't like the feeling of this." I hissed quietly and pull out a gun along with the others. Slowly I lead the way inside.
There was the sound of something metal dropping onto the concrete floor and we all spun around to face that direction. A shadowed figure disappears out the door and Erin and Kelly walk into veiw, their hands entwined. Sighing with relief I relax and lower my gun.
"Sorry Lillian. We were dealing with a customer. Do you want those weapons?" Kelly says it a smile.
She had long brown hair and blue eyes. Erin had shorter brown hair that was thick and curled to her shoulders with blue eyes.
"That would be great thank you." With an excited smile I follow the couple out to the back of the workshop.
Opening the door and putting a code into the next lights in the hidden room flicker o to reveal shelves and shelves of weaponry. "Holy shit. Is that a remote controlled tank?" Antonio gasps and Erin smiles wickedly.
"Yes it is. Gifted to us by a Russian general for not killing him and his family." Kelly replies.
"Now this is weapon heaven." Crystal breaths as she looks around at the infinite amount of shelves thst touched the ceiling and were completely stacked.
"Go look around. You may pick two weapons of your choice free of charge." Erin smiles and everyone spreads out and scans the weapons in wonder.
"The customer who was just here, and how was he?" I ask. Kelly and Erin chuckle and shake their heads.
"It wasn't a he but a very sexy she." Erin says and Kelly snorts.
"Oh come on sweetheart. You can't tell me you didn't find her even a little bit sexy." Erin rolls her eyes.
"Oh she's sexy. Almost too sexy for a girl who's suppose to have died 6 or so times. Each time she's been announced dead. Yet nobody knows her real name. We're too scared to ask and beyond being too terrified to argue and decline a job from her." Kelly says and looks around quickly as if making sure nobody heard.
"Died and announced dead 6 times? Now that's impressive. Do you know how?" Crystal asks. Everyone appears and walks over. All witt their selected weapons in hand.
"The first time was years ago. She disappeared for years afterwards. She fell off the roof of a building after bing shot at and fell through a tree before hitting the ground." Erin said quietly and I noticed Brett expression flash to shock and fear so quick that I'm not sure it even happened.
"Second time she was suppose to have been blown up by a bomb a high tech drone dropped." Kelly continues.
Crystal frowns slightly and Erin explains other times she was suppose to have died. "Then she was suppose to have died after being blown up in the Amazon. After that she was suppose to have been killed by a skilled assassin on a supposedly legendary island. The next time is being crushed and destroyed by a plane with strange weapons that even we don't know about in Russia during the almost world war not too long ago."
Then Kelly explains the 6th time. "Then the last time we know about is being in a very lethal truck accident where the CIA, FBI, police, ambulance, rescue chopper and firemen all announced her dead and way beyond bringing back." After saying that everyone is reeling and shaking, their jaws agape.
"No. They can't be the same person." Alysha says with a shake of her head and I frown.
What do they know? I wonder to myself.
"There is one person I know of with that much talent." Delance and Brett say in unison and everyone looks at them as they look at each other.
"She's long gone. Disappeared along time ago never to be heard of again. She us for as far as a I know dead. But this sounds so much like her." Delance hissed with a furrowed brow.
"Well I guess we must be thinking of a different person then. There are two possible suspects. But it would not be smart to go looking for my person." Brett says flatly.
"Neither with my person. Lets just say she sounds familiar but this can't possibly be her." Delance says quickly.
"You guys should get out of here. It's not safe for clients to hang around. You don't know who's listening or who watching." Erin says strictly and we all leave quickly.
I climb into the car with Alex, hundreds of thoughts flashing through my head.
Whoever this girl is she's dangerous and most definately lethal.
What worries me us both Brett and Delance say that they sounded familiar but as they said it they looked absolutely terrified.