Asher's POV
"Cya later baby" I went out and hopped in the truck, I checked I had enough ammo for the job. It was only a small job, but it would be getting me and Summer $74,000. I got at the city centre, looking around. I found my target. They were about to hop in a car. I aimed my revolver at the target. I was about to shoot, but instead decided to hop in my truck and follow them. They lead me out of the city, to a small quiet country road. I pointed the revolver again, but this time at their tyres. Bingo. The tyre popped and they ran themselves off the road into the river, face down. I parked up by the side of the road and jumped out my truck, and slid down the bank. I picked up the body, and put them in the back of my truck. I drove to a house in the middle of nowhere. I got out and banged on the front door.
"It's done. Where's my cash?" The person at the door chuckled. "Haha. Bring it through." I dragged the body out of my truck and into the house.
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The Night Of The Murder
غموض / إثارةTHIS STORY IS NOT COMPLETE- Summer (you're reading from her POV) wants to prove to society that she's not like her abusive parents, and wants to make a life of her own. Everything's running perfectly until one night... read on for more info ;)
