Lighters & Cigarette // Zayn Malik

CHAPTER: 13

Lighters & Cigarette

Just another update this one is awesome.!!

Warning: This book contains swearing the amount of water in the sea and you might come across some naughty stuff. some text may seem familiar, No Copyright Intended.

Kyra Benson

It's said that those who don't sleep confuse reality with dream...

"I don't have time for you stupid shit" I say cracking my knuckles "let's get down to business"

"Like I said. Eager. Now my price is-" I didn't have time to nigottiate with him. I was sent for one reason only, get what was ours. No negotiation, no mistakes. Before he could finish I was done analyzing my way of attack and kicked my slef into action.

If I killed baldy first these men would have enough time to realise this and get to me, but of I create a diversion then I have enough time to kill one at a time leaving baldy for the last.

With a swift movement if my hand I pull out the gun from behind me and aim at the chain of the 's60 chandelier that was ready to fall any second. The bullet pierced through the rusty chain and there it goes, according to the laws of gravity, falling on the guy to the Baldy's left. The time the other one takes to analyze the situation, the muzzle of the lethal object is already aimed at his head.

Lifeless, their bodies hit the floor with a thud. Fear settles in on his face as he begins to sweat bullets. The one under the chandelier struggles to escape, and I let him. Not his body but his soul.

"Once you aim. You fire. No second thoughts no mercy" he had said. Our trainer. He said that from now on its a sin, if you don't shoot. Its a sin if you show mercy. Its a sin. Our training include things that rewarded us on killing and things that made us feel disgusting if we didn't.

"I-i-i...you can have it. Just let me go. Please" he says handing out the chip. With my gun aimed at him, my feet make their way to him. Grabbing the little chip I take a step back from the hunched figure, full of fear, that stood before me. His knees shook and while his eyes squeezed shut. he prays for mercy.

"Please. I won't tell anyone. Please. I swear-" he says but I cut him off.

"NO MERCY" I spat as the pale eyes look up at me. Asking for forgiveness, that was never mine to give. He deserved it. I know all abouth the people in this business. We all deserve hell. And there is no one who can save us.

Zayn Malik

I straighten up from my leaning position, behind the wheel, once I spot her marching towards me.

"Let's go" she orders and I start the car. Without a question.

"So did you took care of it? Did you enjoy your little business trip?" I ask making small talks.