Hood Love

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***DISCLAIMER***
I KNOW THAT MOST OF THE THINGS IN THIS CHAPTER ARE A LITTLE FAR FETCHED AND COULD NEVER HAPPEN BUT THIS IS FAN FICTION USE YOUR IMAGINATION 😊

Nicki

"Taxi, Taxi." I had a hand full of groceries and an agenda. An agenda to kill. The taxi pulled up to the curb and allowed me to enter.

"Where you headed ma'am?" The cab driver asked looking through the rear mirror as he pulled off.

"85th and summit." I knew that the FBI was tracking my cab driver but 85th and summit is a dead zone. It'll take them approximately 13 minutes to realize he's off the grid and make their way over here. Which means I have about 10 minutes to get the job done.

"Ok." The ride was a little on the long side so I ran over my plan in my head. Again and again and again. There was no room for error. I was in my head so much I barely realized we had approached my stop.

10 minutes on the clock.

"Do you mind helping up the stairs sonny?" You see I had on a disguise that made me look like a little old lady. Nobody can resist helping a little old lady. Right?

"Of course." I paid him for the drive and lead him up to the apartment. I opened the door and allowed him to place the groceries in the kitchen.

"Alright your al.... what the fuck." He tried running once he seen the taser in my hand but I tackled his body to the ground, tased him and used my belt to strangle him to his death. I grabbed the money from the mans wallet, stuffed his body in a bag along with other trash and my clothes and stuffed it in the trash compactor. I could hear every bone snap and break from the impact. Now time for my escape. I slid down the trash shoot and headed to one of my drop houses to lay low. I heard the sirens coming from a distance but the building was so for demolition in approximately 3 minutes. As I the sirens got closer I took off running. After about 25 minutes I made it to the safe house and laid low for the night.

1 down 5 to go

The next night

I watched as my target crossed the street and entered his house. I was well aware that my target was being watched closely considering what happened yesterday But I had that under control.  I had 6 remote control bombs that are shaped like cock roaches. I opened my car door and placed them on the ground one by one driving them into the the house. FINALLY I got to the last bomb. I set a timer for when the bombs would go off and got in position. I started jogging down the street and 3....2...1. The bombs went off one by one. Causing the house burst into flames and the guards hit the ground.

"Oh my gosh what happened." I asked frantically looking at the flames in front of me.

"Ma'am please go home. It's not safe here." One of the FBI agents said pushing me away from the building

"But my......" I started hyperventilating and crying in front of the man who grabbed me by shoulders

"MA'AM." He said sternly to get me to calm down.

"Ok I'm sorry." I sniffled before jogging away with a smirk on my face thinking of how I was going to kill my next victim.

2 down 4 to go.

I ran right to my gun supplier to buy a new toy for tomorrow's mission.

"Ro it's been a minute." Bruce smiled opening the garage door for me.

"I'm getting out the game. I'm getting too old."which was partly true but I refuse to tell people about my family.

"Who's taking over for you?" He questioned while setting up his inventory.

"Jason, Wayne, and Drake." Their the only people I trusted with the job. They like brothers to me.

"Well I wish you the best. Enjoy life while your young. You don't want to be old like me looking over your shoulder." He smiled presenting me with the guns on the table.

"I heard that. What's the range on this gun Bruce?" I asked inspecting the sniper.

"500 yards." Impressive

"I'll take it." I gave him the drugs and money from my bag in exchange for the gun and went on about my day.

My next target was on the run since he heard about the first "accident"and feared being next. He got a hotel to plan his escape and it was the perfect set up. I checked in to a near by hotel and waited for the perfect opportunity. My room was on top floor and my target was on the seventh floor of his hotel. I crawled through the vents and found the perfect room that aligned with his. I over heard the couple in the room say they were going out to sight see. So they should be gone all day. Once the couple left I set the sniper up. Once the sniper was in place I had to check the aim. I looked through the scope and had a perfect view of the target. I only had one chance to do this.

Focus. Steady. Steady........ NOW!!!. Right between the eyes. I left the sniper in the room and crawled back to my room through the vents and ordered room service like nothing ever happened.

3 down 3 to go.

I'm going to have a little fun with this guy. Since 3 people have been killed under witness protection the FBI have since moved the remaining three people around, schedules have changed, more security. But luckily for me I planned for this. I parked my UPS truck a little ways down the road and made a few "deliveries" so I didn't look suspicious. I knocked on the apartment building door and waited for entrance.

"Who is it?" One of the FBI agents asked.

"UPS." I answered flashing my badge. One of the agents pushed the door open and let me in.

"Chris follow him upstairs." One of the FBI agents ordered. I made my way upstairs to the apartment and knocked on the door. I can tell the man was caught off guard but he accepted the package anyway.

"Sign here." I said passing him the clipboard. He quickly scribbled his name and that was that.

"Have a nice day." In about 48 hours he'll be dead. Since I couldn't have him die immediately. Within the box was a Madagascar flesh spider (I made it up) that will sooner or later find its way inside the man since its attracted to a humans scent. The spider crawls inside the ear canal and fest on your internal organs killing you slowly. Eventually both him and the spider will die.

4 down 2 to go.

So apparently the fifth guy I was going after heard about his other friends unfortunate events and was so scared he killed himself so that means less work for me.

5 down 1 to go.

This is the last one and to be honest I'm exhausted. Killing people is not as easy as it seems. I arrived to the jail in my maintenance van. Before entering the jail I give my disguise one final look over. Of course I had to have a little help on the inside from a few guards and inmates. I asked one of the guards lead me to where the "leak" was that I was suppose to be fixing. I entered the ceiling crawling until I was over the inmates room. Once I was over the cell I pulled out my tools and waited for my signal.

"Time for your meds." Two guards came in the room and placed the man in a restraining chair. I removed the ceiling tile and dropped the rope down to the guards. One guard placed the rope tightly around the inmates neck. While the other kept a look out.

"Now." The guard nodded. I pulled the body up as hard as I could. Of course he began to struggle but with the guards help I was able to quickly strangle the inmate. Once he's body went limp I let go off the rope letting his body drop to the floor. I grabbed the suicide note from my pocket and sent it down to the guards. I gave the guards a head nod and they set up the cell to make this look like a suicide.

Now that that's out the way I can get my money from the Columbians, focus my attention on my family, and move far far away from New York.

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