Chapter 1 – In For The Kill

I was stood in an alleyway somewhere in Los Angeles, hiding in a ski mask, black jeans, black top, black everything. Including my black gun in my hand; finger on the trigger. I looked like one of those burglars you see on the cartoons. But I'm not a cartoon, oh no, I'm Bella Swan, the most wanted girl in America.

I smiled an evil smile behind my ski mask. I could just make out a man, maybe in his 20's walking all alone. A big mistake when I'm on the roll.

Just a bit closer. He couldn't see me it was too dark. Poor boy, not knowing he was going to die tonight. Ah well, too late now. I pulled the trigger, and the bullet spun at lightening speed and plunged itself into the boy's heart. The sound of the gunshot ran through the alleyway. I loved that sound.