Prologue

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~~~~Prologue~~~~

Phil looked at his phone and then back at the house in front of him.

This was the place. 

He slid his hand into his pocket and pulled out his pistol, inching slowly towards the door. Phil placed his hand on the door knob and twisted it slowly, it was unlocked. He just wanted to get his target and leave.

"They're after me, babe. They've sent countless Hitmen after me for weeks." Phil heard a voice from the kitchen. It was true, Phil had watched many of his collueges leave to take him down and way more than half of them hadn't returned. Which is why Phil was now taking care of him, he was the best Hitman anyone could possibly imagine.

"What are we going to do? You have kids, Sam. I'm pregnant too, I mean you can't put us in danger any longer!" another voice shouted. Phil didn't know if it was coming from the kitchen or the living room so he tried the closest door - the living room.

The door swung open and sat on the couch was a young boy, about 13, and a baby girl, about 3. The boy had noticed Phil and was about to shout, so Phil had to be quick and covered his mouth with tape and his pistol pointing to the boy's head. The little girl was sleeping so Phil just left her.

He dragged the boy to the kitchen door and kicked it open, there stood Phil's target - Sam Joyce. His girlfriend, who Phil was told was called Rose, gasped and tried to run at Phil but Sam stopped her.

"Why are you here Lester?" Sam asked.

"You know very well why I'm here, Joyce." Phil smirked.

"Okay I'll come quietly, just let Harry go!" Sam pleaded.

"I don't think so, I might bring him back to HQ." Phil tapped his pistol against his head like he was thinking and then pressed back against Harry's temple.

"I told you this would happen Sam!" Rose cried. "Now they want our son! Are you happy now! Where's Ella?!"

"Ella's fine." Phil sighed. Sam took a step forward and Phil pushed the gun against the boy's head. "One more step and I'll shoot."

"Just kill me, Lester! You're here for me not my kids!" Sam growled.

"Hmm..." Phil pretended to think.

"Please Phil!" Rose begged.

Phil aimed his gun at Sam and pulled the trigger. A bullet flew at Sam and sot through his skull.

"NO!" Rose collapsed on the floor and cried into her hands hysterically. Phil pushed Harry onto his knees and tied his hands behind his back. He moved swiftly to Rose and did the same, covering her mouth with tape before he dragged her over to Harry. He sat them next to eachother on the kitchen floor.

Phil ran out of the house and climbed into the driver's seat of his van. He started the engine and drove off down the road, not even looking back at the house.

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