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PHORESSA

I stand against the wall and peek to see if I see anyone coming but I didn't so I sped walked making it to the entrance of the building. I grab my gun out the right side of my gun holster before cocking it back then opening the door aiming my gun in front of me looking in.

I continue into the building taking the stairs to the 5th floor making no kind of noise, my outfit pertained as a full laced 1 piece skin tight all black body suite with some quiet all black sneaker shoes with my hair in a bun. I made it to the 5th floor looking in the glass to see if I see anyone but the coast is clear, so I opened the door quick then running down the hall scanning each door for the number.

I get to the door resting my head upon it smashing my ear against it quietly as I listened for any movement. I heard the TV on but no kind of conversations. I take my knife out my holster and jam it into the locked door before it made a low click sound. I put my knife back then open the door slowly peeking in but I didn't see anyone.

I close the door with my left hand turning my back to it while I held my gun out in front of me scanning the room. I walk forward at a slow pace peeking in the living room looking at the TV noticing there is know one here. I quickly turn right walking down a hallway as I take my silencer out my pouch located on a belt I had on screwing it on the tip of my gun. I go to the next room putting my back to the wall then peeking in.

I seen a little girl about the age of 6 or 7 playing so I walked passed her room without her noticing then moving to the left to check the next room. I seen a woman packing as she looked the opposite way so I continued through the condo looking for my target. I hear a cellphone go off so I headed that direction as the guy answered the call. I put my ear to the door as I listened while looking in the direction of the other rooms. The call was ended then I opened the door waking in quickly then closing it behind me, the guy was undressing looking the other way. I shot him in the back of the head twice then in the middle of his back before he fell. I walked up to him then shot him in the chest three times before walking away opening the door and exiting the condo before anyone noticed.

I made my way to my all back Bugatti with black tents and peeled off into the dark night. I grabbed my phone while making a right on Ferlo dr unlocking my iPhone hitting speed dial #3 it rings 2 time then I hear an answer, "it's done, I told the person then I hung up the phone continuing to highway 4. I turned my music up as it played Home Body ft Teyana Taylor.

My name is PHORRESA, but my people call me PHOR. I'm 28 mixed with African American white, and Indian. I'm 5'5 which is short in my opinion. I have long hair, nice body and, a fat ass with breast to go with. My stomach is flat from all the working out I do often. I graduated from high school also college with a 4.00 GPA and  2 different degrees. One in cosmology, and another in physiology. When I say people call me PHOR I mean my family. I don't really have any friends.

I have 3 best friends who are like family we all grew up together being that our parents were and are in the same profession. My father and mother are professional hit men.
My first best friend her name is ANNALEE, she's 27, mixed with black and Creole, 5'9 which is very very tall for a woman in my opinion. She's a little thinner than me but also has a little booty behind her with short hair to her shoulders. She is drop dead gorgeous guys try to get at her all the time, but she has a thing for ROMEO and he feels just the same but either one of them never want to say anything. She has 3 condos in 3 different states and a big ass house out of the way for family purposes only.

And man she could dress her ass off with the clothes, shoes, jewelry, and cars she had put up for herself. Her father died taking out his last target when she was only 4 so she never really knew him. But she still wonders everyday so I keep an eye on her and make sure she's ok.

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