Chapter 6 - meet mummy

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Lauren's POV....... DA DA DA DAAAAAAA

I knew they were coming for me. After my escapade at the so called H.Q. They would come after me with everything they had. I would be dead by the end of the night. My line of work is a secret to my family. I would have never gotten involved with them, but i needed the money.

I had a daughter on the way and a gorgeous husband. But we needed the house! we had doctors bills. We needed the money and it was the only way i could get money before the time that i needed it. Sadly once I started they forced me to keep going... I was there best dealer... They had to keep me... No body would have suspected a house wife like myself. But after a year when my baby was born and we had enough money to get our life started they told me my little annie would be dead by the end of the night if I left them.

Ten years later and more than 10 thousand deals I had enough.

I'd didn't want this life for my self.

I didn't want to live in fear anymore, I didn't want Annie to go into a life like this.

She's ten now. It's her birthday today.

It was a good start to the day, she was so happy with her present, it was a picture of all of us, but it will be ending in a blood bath. Either me or them

Either way she will never be the little girl I love.

She will be scarred without me.

And if she sees it.....

...... She will never be the same.

She was upstairs sleeping. I had to be as quiet as possible with this.

I can wake her.

But I can't leave my home and leave my loved ones.

I have been working with these people for ten years I know how they work.

They will go to the house and kill who is there, they will never go looking for you, only the people you care about.

That's why I'm still here.

That's why I have a knife in my boot and a gun strapped to my hip.

I'm expecting them.

And I wont go down without a fight.

A knock at the door awoke me from my thoughts.

I forgot about that.

They would never burst in unannounced, they would make it sound like it was a late visit in case the neighbours were watching the house. It's ingenious. But the killing. It's not a simple. Nor is it quiet. That's why the don't take the body. They are all trained in the art of kill and leave. But some like to take souvenirs. They are sick people. I have had to work with someone them on jobs. I was disgusted. Plus they can sometimes be traced.

Rookies!!

I walked to the door slowly, carefully, deadly.

They knocked again. Slower this time. The sheer sign of of almost busting in the door.

I do it myself on the occasion. At least we give warnings.

But I picked this house for a reason, bullet proof glass, wood harder than iron, hidden rooms, and weapons everywhere.

He's going into a trap whether he knows it or not.

I reached the door, moving so slowly that even if he was expecting it, he would have been caught by surprise by the attack that waited for him.

I swung the door open not caring if he was who it was. I grabbed his shirt and using every ounce for strength I pulled him in the house, always having him an arms distance, I threw him into the wall.

He connected with a grunt. I had a second to look at who this assassin was. And I realsied I knew him.

I knew this man who I have worked with for years. I knew all his moves. All of his kills. And he was one to take a souvenirs. But I knew the one thing no one else did about him. He has weak points on his legs.... Have a guess where I'm aiming for.

Both good and bad for this poor soul.

Although bad for me because he knows me as well as I know him.

He's my brother.

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Confused..??? Well she's dead and in case you didn't realise this is the night Annie's mummy is killed..... But how!!!!! Ohhhhh creepyyyyy!!!,

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