Don't Mess with the Queen✔️

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"Where is it? Where is it?" I Said out loud as I looked for my guns. I walked into the other room. "Who the hell stole my guns?"

Dad looked over at me. "Regina calm down I wanted to borrow them."

"Why?" I asked. "They're my guns."

"I know babygirl." He said calmly seeing my anger rising. "These are the bosses of the Ventura street gang."

"And?"

"And we would like a demonstration of your abilities Miss Deadshot." Said the guy who seemed to be the main boss. He had a tacky looking suit on and a small smirk on his face.

"I don't give demonstrations."

"Well, you will today." The same guy said.

I walked over to the table where all my guns were laid out. I grabbed one and loaded it. I turned around. "Well, maybe I'll demonstrate on your face." I pointed the gun at his forehead.

"Regina." Growled dad. "Just show them what you can do."

I turned back around. There were three targets set up at different positions and distances. I unloaded my gun into them hitting the same place on the head on each. I grabbed my automatic rifle and did the same thing. I stopped when a single clear hole was in each head. I heard clapping behind me. "Amazing. Truly amazing. You have one hell of a marksman."

"I do."

"I'd like to buy her for a contract." He said. "Not too long just a few days. We can work out the details later."

"Sorry I work exclusively for the Kings," I Said turning around. "And I definitely don't work for some small level street gang."

"Cute that you think I was talking to you." He said. He grabbed my wrist pulling me towards him. "And I ain't small sweetheart."

I struggled against him. He tightened his grip on my wrist. "Let her go." Said a new familiar voice.

His guy had his hand on his gun. "Andrew, what are you doing here?" Asked dad.

"Annelise let me down, Said Regina was training down here." He said. "Now you better let her go cause I might not be as good of a shot as her but I assure you I can get a shot off before he even gets his gun out."

He let me go. I walked backwards to Drew. He grabbed my hand as he put his gun down. "Get the fuck out of my house."

"But Jason-"

"You heard my daughter. I guess the Kings aren't doing business with the Ventura's." Said dad. "Now get out of my house before I let the boy shoot you."

They nodded and walked out of the training room. Drew turned to me. He grabbed my wrist gently. "You okay queenie?"

I nodded. "I'm fine. It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Regina." I turned to dad. "I'm pissed he touched you but why did you say you wouldn't work for them? They were willing to pay good money."

I chuckled. "You really didn't do your homework did you dad?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean they are being investigated for forced prostitution."

"Shit" he cursed. "I'm glad you do your homework babygirl. Andrew thank for being here. She could've been hurt if you didn't show up."