Kiss or Kill

Chapter 1

Tonight, was not the first time I have killed someone. It was not the first time I have had to wipe blood of my hands literally or figuratively. I looked this man right in the eyes as I poured him the drink that would later take his life. I knew as I poured the drink that under his heavy winter jacket, he held a gun. I wasn't afraid though, I was trained for this, this was my job. This man that stands here before me dead was a known serial rapist and killer. He had the ambience of Ted Bundy and my job was to take care of it. I was sent undercover into this club where we knew he would be. I found him, seduced him and was able to lure him into a private VIP room in the back of the club. The plan was to get him drunk and admit to the crimes he has committed and catch it on the wire I wore under this tight little dress. This would allow for my team to come in and arrest him and the confession on my wire would be enough for a jury. Only some unexpected complications happened after he fell and spilled a drink on me, my wire no longer worked so even if I got the confession there would be no record of it. It was at this point I slipped the sedative in his drink but for some reason it did not knock him out like expected. He tried to attack me while holding the gun, which for the record is recorded on the body cam I am wearing, and in self defense I shot him. My team came in right away with their weapons drawn and here we are.

"You catch that on Camera?" I ask my team lead Tim.

"We sure did we set up cameras all over the room." He responds.

"Then why did it take so long for you guys to come up." I said angrily.

"We were hoping to get the confession out of him remember?" Tim said.

"Then why did I need to... you know never mind can I go now?" I ask ready to go home.

"Of course, Sarah is outside the club waiting for you, have your report on my desk by Monday." He said.

"I know don't worry you'll have it." I say walking out of the room.

"Oh, and good job special agent." He says just before closing the door.

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I walk outside of the club and see my very loud friend waving frantically and screaming my name from her car.

"Avery, hey Avery." She says, "I'm over here."

I walk to her white Mercedes and get in the passenger seat.

"Hey thanks for picking me up." I say.

"No problem, so how did it go?" She asks eagerly.

"Well he split a drink over my dress destroying the wire and attacked me, he had a gun so I bet you can imagine how that ended." I explained.

"I feel bad for your dress, its so pretty." She gushes.

Ladies and Gentlemen that is my best friend Sarah, the one who cares more about a dress than her own best friend.

"Yeah I'm okay thanks for asking. "I laugh.

"Oh, come on I know you're okay, it's part of the job after all is it not?" She asks.

"True you're right, now let's go get some food." I say happily.

"Good idea but can we get Emmett first I promised we could all get dinner together." She says.

I nod in agreement and we make our way to the house we all share together.

Sarah and Emmett are my best friends. Sarah and I met during an internship with the academy our senior year of high school. We instantly became friends and later during academy training we met Emmett. As soon as we graduated and became official special agents, we all moved into a house together just outside the city near our headquarters.