" Holding anger is a poison... It eats you from the inside... We think that hating someone hurts them... But hatred is a curved blade... And the harm we do to others... We also do to ourselves" - unknown
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"Take this, don't take it off" Ordered Max
He passed me a bullet proof face mask.
"My mothers?" I asked putting it over my face
"No, Mine" He smiled when it was a perfect fit "I wore it to battle, Many times and it saved my life. Perhaps it will save yours"
I smiled at my uncle even though my face was covered in about an inch of metal.
The mask had beautiful designs on it and had red stripes down the front.
On the back it had straps to hold it in place and a hard compact on the back incase someone tries to shoot the back of my head.
"Love it" I replied.
Stepping out from the cars I saw Tommy leaning against his car smiling at me.
I walked up to him and he hugged me.
"Tommy boy" I said, my voice was muffed from the mask but I could't be stuffed to take it off.
"Hey Koda" he smiled "I got a present for you"
"What is it?" I asked
He walked away from me and to the boot of his Black Camaro.
He pulled out a Bazooka.
"So here is my plan: I bust open doors with the Bazooka, then Sam is gonna go hide with Jake, so everyone else is gonna be stunned. This will make the job easy" He seemed proud of himself
"Why do you have a bazooka?' I asked, shocked to why he even knew how powerful they are.
"Um......." He trailed off as his car door opened
I turned and saw smithy standing there.
And a....a.... Smile.... on his face
"Smithy?" I asked
Maybe he had a twin brother.
"The one and only" He smiled
He speaks.......holy shit, I think I am going to faint
"I know right, who would have known" Whispered Tommy.
"Hello Smithy" I choked
"It's Ronald smith" He chirped
"Is he high or under the influence of Drugs?" I asked tommy seriously, whispering so no-one could hear but him
"Nope" He replied
"Why did you give Tommy a Bazooka?" I blurted
"Because, Dakoda, I knew Sam personaly. I teached him many things." He replied
"You knew Sam?" I asked
"Yes, he was a good person. Until that night, then he went crazy" Smithy sighed "He was like my son, he needs to be stopped"
Smithy nodded and sat in the car again.
"Shoot down the door" I spoke to Tommy
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The sun was just going down and we were all set.
Jennifer was on a building to my right, hidden, and Austin was on a building to my left.
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HumorWARNING: This book contains a lot of swearing and some sexual references Dakoda Johnson is an assassin, hired by the American president himself. One day President Jones calls her into his office, telling her that he wants to make her his sons bodyg...
