I wake up Ken still asleep I got up and put my suit on and held my mask I looked outside my nose started bleeding I wiped the blood from my nose my head hurt like I was being punched I laid back in bed why did my head hurt like this the pain did not stop i went the the bathroom I covered my head and sat on the floor Ken held me close "hey it's ok " he said as he held me close I started to pass out " hey....... Ken...... I..... Can't...........move " I said but started coughing my body felt like it was dying he picked me up my head hurt so dam much I could not calm down Ken grabbed a med kit I started to fall asleep and I'm guessing I did cause my head hurt like a bitch Ken gave me a pill for my head ache I took it it took a few minutes to kick in " thank you love " I said and held his hand I had a job but that could wait he kissed me " I know you have a job to do it then we can continue when you return " he said " ok I'll be fast" I said and grabbed my gun and mask and went to my motorcycle and drove off to the job I slid my mask on and kicked the warehouse door and shot the guards and ran to the main room and shot the leader as his body guard kicked me I grabbed my knife as she took her knives out she ran as me I ducked the her blade hitting my nose where the scar was it ripped through my mask cutting my nose as she kicked me in to a wall she cut my lip I I stabbed her arm my mask fell off she stabbed my covered eye I screamed out in pain and fell to the floor my face covered in my own blood but Ken ran in and pushed me out of the way the bodyguard stabbed him in the head I screamed biker kicked the bodyguard down and cut her open he picked me up I could not move it hurt biker carried me to jacket " Get her to the medical team " biker said as he put me on the passenger side of jackets car I passed out I woke up wearing a button up shirt and jeans ? " the hell....... " I got up and looked in the bathroom mirror my eye color was a light green I covered my face .
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ActionMafia leaders are all around us you think I play safe hi I'm ....well I'm em I work for 50 blessings and have a loving boyfriend who was in the military and has ptsd or post traumatic stress disorder Miami is never a quite city and never will be