Life's A Mission

Chapter 5

I stepped out of the car and started heading towards the warehouse, looking for somewhere to enter. When I got closer I noticed a large panel of wood sticking out from the side and curiously inspected it. As I did I found a small opening for someone around my size to squeeze through.

"James over here" I called rather loudly than what I was supposed to. oops I may need to tone it down a little if I want to stay undercover.

About fifteen seconds later James appeared next to me also inspecting the strange entrance we would probably end up using.

As I was about to tell James that we had to squeeze our big bodies through the tiny gap, James decided to voice his thoughts rather noisily.  

"There is no way I would fit my bum through that, damn "

Okay that was something I was not expecting, I was stood there with my mouth hung open and wide eyes before I burst out laughing.

"James you have no idea how much of a girl you just sounded." I gasped in between giggles.

"Oh shut up, your jealous I have better legs than you" he retorted in a fake high pitched voice that made me laugh harder.

"Yes James I'm so jealous of you right now" I replied sarcastically rolling my eyes for extra sarcasm.

"Yeah whatever. Anyway we're going a bit of task here, why don't you squeeze through the gap first and I will be right behind you"

"Fine" I muttered, not really bothered about who went first as long as we caught these dudes.

So there I was stood a minute later in the middle of a disgusting dirty room after I made my grand entrance, taking pictures of James in his little situation.

"Smile for the camera" I gasped out in-between breaths as poor James could do nothing to stop me.

Yes you guessed it, James got stuck in the freaking hole with his bum sticking out the other side. Idiot.

"Go on without me" he sighed dramatically.

Sometimes I wonder about that guy, I really do.

"I'm going to have to, there's no way I can get you out of this mess." I replied. "I will come and get you later, stay on guard"

I walked towards the battered door that was slightly coming off its hinges. Throwing two middle fingers up in the air behind me in a peace gesture, I turned the wobbly door knob and pulled effortlessly as it opened with a slight creak.

"Oh looky ere' we have a visitor, how wonderful" said a sinister voice.

I slightly turned to the right to see a middle aged man who looked more like a body guard than anything else in a black suit and a bald shiny head giving the most disgusted stare he could give. Lets just say if looks could kill....

In that moment I knew I was going to have to kill him, to put it bluntly. There was no way out of this, I hated this part of the job but hey ho someone has to do it.

"Oh hi I didn't see you there sorry" I said in a chirpy tone just to annoy him.

"What are you doin' ere then, here to av' some fun?" he growled out in a heavy accent. Clearly frustrated at the lightness of my voice.

"Oh you betcha"

I smiled an innocent smile as he stepped towards me.

Slowly the creepy man brought out a small handheld gun loaded with bullets and pointed it straight at me with a cruel smirk.

I faked shock and stepped back slightly, pretending to be petrified deciding the innocent way was the best way.

"P-please don't h-hurt me" I stuttered out with wide eyes.  

Baldie- my new nickname for him, didn't even acknowledge that I was scared and his gaze didn't waver from my alarmed facade.

"Come now an' you ain't gunna get hurt"

I nodded once then calmly stepped over to him with my hands in mid air. Time to get this over with I guess, it's taking longer than usual.  

When we were nothing but a few centimetres apart I decided the easiest way was to distract him and take the gun from his hands.

"Look the word gullible is written behind you!" I gasped and stared behind his shoulder so he would hopefully turn around. He immediately looked confused and an expression of bewilderment crossed his face before he slowly turned his head casting a look behind his shoulder with his hand holding the shiny gun relaxing slightly. I took the opportunity to snatch it out his hands not even a second later and it was finally in my grasp!

I then quickly bent down pretending to tie my laces- even though I didn't have any and slid out the little knife I had stored in there.

When my good friend baldie saw what happened between the few seconds he had let his precious guard down, he growled menacingly sounding like an angry lion.

"Oopsie I be seeing things" I admitted as part of the put-on display.

"Now now lass, put it down, no-one has to get urt' come awn now"

I chuckled inwardly at how the tables had turned.

"I'm sorry but I'm kind of in a hurry, let's wrap this up. Basically I have been told to come here and stop this drug deal going on and to kill anyone that gets in my way" I explained as fast as I could, I always gave them a nice parting speech before I had to get rid of them. "And frankly you're in my way, see you later baldie' I said already feeling sympathetic towards this'd guy, he might not have brains or... Scratch that he didn't have a heart either. But everyone still deserves to live.

I smiled at him as politely as I could as this would probably be his last moments.  

He still growled at me and I took that chance to pull the trigger aimed directly at his chest, the sound of the bullet leaving the pistol boomed though the walls causing an echo. At the Same time baldie feel to his knees and then flat on to his chest as he took his last living breath.  

There all done I thought to myself, now I have to do this again to any other guys that get in my way tonight. I brushed my hands on the front of my jeans after placing the knife in its resting place and holding the gun in front of me an stepping over the awkward positioned body.

I reached a corner when I arrived at the end of the hallway and turned it cautiously. Stood there were about three men stood in defensive stances with their hands clasped around a large gun each. I decided I would just take them all down as fast as possible.

With that in mind I shot three impressive, crisp, completely accurate shots in the men's chests the same as did for baldie. They all fell to the floor around the same time before I had time to say "time to die" behind them was a door and I made my way towards it, careful of the body's that lay underneath me.

When I entered I found it was a small dusty room with the only light coming though the cracks of the wall. There in the middle of the rickety floorboards was a rectangular table with a stash of brown packages placed neatly on top of it. I inspected them and they seemed to have a small symbol of a bow and arrow encircled by four letters: SLIM.

 I spent a few minutes rooted in the spot, coming up with lots of different things the symbol could mean.

How peculiar.

Not wasting any more time I called for backup and also for someone to get poor James out of the damn hole, no doubt the guys at work will pound him for this.

When backup arrived I left to go back to the offices as I had some paperwork to fill in about the people that were killed explaining it was the only option.

Finally after that tiring day I was aloud to go home. Safely arriving to my favourite place ever: my bed, I changed in to my pjs and crawled under the cover and drifting of in to a dreamless sleep. My last coherent thoughts were how crazy my first day of school had been.