In The Name Of Trouble

Chapter 72

The sound of a gunshot had been heard. The guests all stayed still and looked up for a couple of seconds and then looked at the other guests before they all began to scream and scramble in all directions. Gabe frantically searched for James through the chaos. His eyes finally settled on him. James was looking at him.

He isn't dead. Then. . . what was that? She never misses a shot. Did something happen? What could've possibly gone wrong?

They both kept a constant eye on the other and looked up, a move which took the other by shock.

Why is he looking up? Does he know about her? Did he already know that had  I set someone up to kill him? Or. . . they both gave another cautious glance at the other twin as the thought sent a chill up their spine.

Or. . .

Has he set someone up too?

...........

The girl kept the gun pointing at Cash's head while on the other hand Cash tried to stay calm and ignore the pain in her hand. She has to get rid of her and get out of here. By now the cops would've definitely been called, in that case she has at least forty minutes. She has to distract her.

"Don't be absurd. Killing me isn't going to bring him back. What was his name again? Angelo was it?" she didn't notice any change in her expression, "Did he know though?" she continued "About what you do for a living?" she saw her eyebrows raise and her mouth twitch for just a second, Got you. "You kill people for a price. No matter whom, you kill them. Did he know all this? Are we not the same?" she smiled at her.

"I am nothing like you! I don't torture people! You are heartless!" her eyes flamed with anger.

"And you are not? And I am not the kind to torture. I give them a peaceful death." she couldn't stop smiling at how easy it was to get her to talk

"You chop of a person's body into pieces and talk of peaceful deaths?!" she came closer and Cash felt the cold metal of the gun barrel on her head

"Oh. . . that was Angelo." she clicked her tongue "I thought it was something like Albert. Well, wrong info I suppose." she had stalled her for a long time and gotten her distracted quite easily. She quickly took out her tranquilizer gun and shot at her. The other wasn't slow though, as she fell her aim shifted and she ended up shooting at her chest. Cash couldn't help but scream. She tried getting up and went to the other girl whose body went limp. One would believe she's dead if it wasn't for her ragged breathing and wild and scared eyes which was solely focused on Cash as she loomed above her with a smirk on her face. She took her rifle and pointed it above her face, then wavered it above her body.

"Now. . .where would you like to be shot?" she pressed the barrel at her neck and slowly trailed her body with the gun and stopped when it was right between her breasts "This will do."

"N-no." a whisper escaped from her lips "P-please!". Cash withdrew her rifle and went to her post and kept an eye on the scope looking for James. He found him. None of the guests could escape, Cash made sure of that just in case a distraction had occurred. Cash readied herself to shoot, as she was about to pull the trigger an unsettling thought occurred ,what if that's Gabe? She looked around further and found the other twin. She and Gabe had agreed that in case there was any confusion between the two, Gabe would always stay in one spot, that is, at the bar in the third seat from the left, but here they are, both of them in the main hall not that far from each other.

Crap. Which one is James? She confirmed one of the two and aimed at him but was uncertain and switched to the other only to switch the rifle back to the first one and back again. There has got to be something which one has that the other doesn't. But I don't know James which leaves me with Gabe. Now think, what can differ from the other? Fingerprints! Idiot, you can't see fingerprints when you are four hundred metres above them. Birthmarks, tattoos. . .Scars! Yes! I had slashed his face! Cash zoomed in at the scope into the first one's face and studied it carefully. Nothing, she moved on to the other and did the same. . . . nothing. . . The fool must have put makeup to cover it up. Wait he used my makeup bag? If only her Bluetooth hadn't been smashed while fighting that girl.

Wait. Why do I care if Gabe dies? Just get rid of them both! No then I will definitely get caught. What do I do? Just then an idea struck her and she smiled as she finally found him. She pulled the trigger and shot him in the face while those surrounding him gasped and backed away from the bleeding corpse, all of them frantically began looking around, eyes wide with fear and some were actually crying. She had her eyes fixed on the other who looked up at her.

Cash turned around to the sound of a phone ringing. It was from the dead girl. She took it out from her pocket and looked at the caller ID. James Larson

"Good job Christina. Why did you kill Gabe? Not that it is a bad thing. And what of his plus one? What's with the delay though?"

" There seemed to be some trouble in my gear but its fixed know. As for the plus one she's dead. Her body is here with me. She was about to kill you." She went through the girl's pockets and found her driving licence. Christina Kingstown, nice name. Sleep well. Cash got up and climbed down the stairs and joined the crowd.

"Typical Gabe. Thank you. Our contract is over. You can collect the remaining money in my office." he hung up and Cash heard sirens and the bomb squad had arrived. Well people did believe that anonymous call that if anybody left or entered, the bombs set around the place will detonate. Humans are so predictable.

Now just one more step to this plan. She looked at Gabe who now lay lifeless on the floor.

Goodbye Mr Gabe Larson. It was a pleasure doing business with you.