Knock, knock, knock
Sean lifted his head up from the newspaper he had been reading and looked at the door towards the sound. He set the paper down on his kitchen table and walked to the door.
He looked through the window to see what looked to be a man delivering flowers.
"Hello," the man said as Sean opened the door, "you have been sent flowers from a woman named Alyson," he said as he read the card provided with the package."
Sean took the flowers from the salesman and headed inside. As he started closing the door, the salesman put his foot into the house to stop the door. Sean turned around to push the man out but the salesman was already halfway in the house.
The salesman started to push Sean back into the house. There was a struggle and a few punches were thrown. During the struggle, the flowers got tossed to the side. The intruder got Sean inside and the door closed. Once they were in, the intruder kept punching the homeowner until he stopped struggling against the attack.
The intruder took out his cell phone and dialled a number almost unconsciously as if he had done this numerous times before.
The person on the other line answer, "You got him yet?"
"Yeah. The situation is under control. Come in now. The coast is clear," the intruder said as he closed it and put it back in his pocket.
The man quickly went to the kitchen and grabbed a knife and returned to see the homeowner starting to sit up.
"I wouldn't try that if I were you," the intruder said coldly.
The man just started up at him with a confused look on his face. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the attacker. He was wearing plan jeans and a black t-shirt. He looked calm but ready for an attack at any moment. He stood relaxed, facing the man on the ground, with a knife in his right hand.
The mans eyes focussed on the knife, "you can take what you want," he said scared.
The intruder let out a chuckle, "I don't want this house or any of your belongings. My friend should be here shortly, she's not as nice as me," he said pointing out the cut lip Sean had suffered from the fight.
Not long after, the door opened to reveal a woman wearing jeans and a tank top. She carried a handbag which held a gun.
She walked in to the house carefully, making sure not to disturb the interior any more than it already was. She closed the door with her arm so she didn't leave prints.
The woman walked up to where her male counterpart was holding Sean at knife point.
She stood there staring at Sean for a moment until she finally spoke, "where is it?"
"Where is what? I think you have the wrong person," Sean retorted.
With that answer, the male intruder kicked him, "answer the woman, Sean, or you may not see the light of day again,"
There was a moment of silence while Sean was deciding his answer.
"Its in the bricks of a house," he finally said.
The woman smiled, "which house?" she questioned.
Sean sighed, "175 Coral Drive."
Now, the woman looked over at the male intruder and nodded with an evil smile on her face, "that's all the info we need. Let him go."
The male intruder put the knife in his pocket and started walking out the door. The woman followed closely behind. She stood at the doorway and turned around to face Sean.
"Can't leave a trail," she said before she shot him twice in the chest.
She turned to leave saying, "we gotta get over there before someone else does."