Assassin : give it up

Chapter 2

"For me" I replied with a questionable glance
"It's business" he responded

My hands fell to my sides and I felt nauseated
The gory details pinching at my brain

"Fine"

Growing up under my fathers care I had learned two things, never cross him... ever, and always expect the worst. "What has my father done now?" I said under my breath readjusting my bag over my shoulder.
" I'm Greyson" he said with a smirk
"I'm Allie , but you knew that" I said turning my head and heading towards the parking lot.
"We can take my car" said Greyson
He opened the door of a small black coupe and motioned for me to get in I threw my bag in the back and buckled up.
We drove for about an hour, passing nothing but trees and rivers, eventually pulling into a beautiful manor.
I hopped out of the car putting on my sunglasses and black leather gloves, I never want to leave prints Incase one of fathers deals go bad, I learned that at the Canadian border... twice.
As we made our way up the gravel path I made notice of several guards at each entry as well as cameras covering almost every 10 feet of land .
The large door opened and my devilish father stood there hands at his sides.

"Ciao figlia" my father remarked as we came closer
"Ciao papa, it's been not long enough,
Now what can I do for you? seeing as you went through all this trouble to bring me here?"

"Now Alexandria can't a father just miss his eldest daughter?"

"It's Allie now"

"Ah well,  why don't you come in we can discuss this over a hot meal ?" He said his crystal grey eyes teeming with excitement.
As soon as we entered Greyson seemed to duck away somewhere, and my father one hand firmly on my shoulder led me to another room.
He pushed open a large door to reveal several other people around a large table prepared with an extravagant feast.
" may I present the answer to our problems my daughter Alexandria" my father spoke clearly and calmly as if I knew what he what going to suggest next
"Thank you father for that lovely introduction but seeing as I am the only one who as no fu&king idea what is going on I doubt it's fair to lead on these poor gentlemen."
I walked across the room to a large desk and leaned against it taking off my sunglasses and grabbing my lighter as I swiped a cigar from a box on the desk
"We need you to make someone disappear"
My father said
"Well that I can do papa, how much is my cut?"
"$25,000"
" do you think I'm stupid? I was making that much before high school, and this amount of secrecy and high profile people... $75,000 no less."
My father shared glances with several associates before nodding his head in agreement
"So who's the hit?" I ask my father as I puff out a cloud of smoke.