Dark Assassin [COMPLETED]

Chapter 2

Ivy

My brain is still frozen. James had said that it was probable he could be dead by the time I got his email...

... Eight hours earlier...

James

They were watching me. I couldn't prove it but I could feel it as I walked to my car. Okay. Deep breath. Calm down . You can do this James.

I'm about 5 meters from my car as I unlock it. If there's a bomb in there, I'd know. Right? Nothing happens. If there is a bomb in my car there's no escaping it now.
I look to my left then to my right. Great I'm alone. If I'm about to get murdered in my car, I might as well as send that email right now. I click on send and when its done I tuck my laptop back into its bag.

Braving the unknown, I open the door and take my place at the driver's seat. Okay James, what triggers bombs in those kind of thrillers that Netflix is showing. Cut wires? I sniff the air. Hmm, no funny smell. I peak under my steering wheel. Nothing suspicious there. If I die of a car bombing it'll definitely be a pro.

I start the car and let out a deep breath as I pull out of the driveway. The streets are moderately busy. This is great because who in their right mind would try to go after me in public?

As I drive through Main Street, I realize I'm the only one driving through that road along with four black jeeps. They seem quite familiar from the previous road I took. That cold chill that had been tormenting me for the last two days creeps up to me as these jeeps begin to surround me.

Suddenly the one on my right slams into me and I lose control as my head slams onto the dashboard. The next thing I know, my car is overturned. By some miracle I'm still alive.

Still in confusion, I watch as the jeeps pull over and from one in front of my overturned Camaro. I watch as someone steps out.

He's dressed in black which hugs his lean figure. I can't make out most of his face. He has a mask pulled up over his nose and is wearing a black hood. The only thing I can see are his brown eyes filled with malevolence. Its like looking straight into the eyes of death.

I fumble with my seat belt. I have to get away. This guy is here to kill me and he will if I don't get away. The accident must have injured me more than I had realized as I'm ridiculously slow, forget the pain which my brain doesn't seem to be processing. I can't get away. He smashes into the windshield and pulls me out with inhuman strength.

"Please, I won't tell anyone. Please don't... I never get to finish the sentence.

My life flashes before my eyes as he pulls out a sharp dagger and presses it to my neck. There's a sharp burning pain along my throat. I can't breathe. My hands find something wet on my throat. I think it's my blood. Then everything goes dark...

Present

Celeste

I watch as Ivy goes into shock. It's too much to process for her but it can't be helped. She has just been thrown into the deep end and now she's supposed to swim her way out of it. I've been there and I'd probably be dead if Don hadn't saved me.

I frown as a chill settles into the pit of my stomach. If he were here he'd know what to do. Heck, if he were here then the hired gun who was after Ivy would already be dead. He was that good and that scary. Which is why something about this whole thing seemed off.

"I know a place we can lay low. Till the heat passes at least." Marsh says suddenly.

"You think we can shake the tail?" Ivy asks.