EC
Funds are available.
Have another job if you are free.
Out of town. Plane will leave in three hours.
EMC
I responded quickly.
EMC
I will take it. Send details.
EC
I had no clue what EMC stood for. We met once and I was told to call him Em and he would call me Ed and that was all that mattered. He had my number and I had his. We emailed on a server that his girlfriend made.
They were like a duo assassin team. He set up jobs and she made sure the cops didn't catch on.
My phone dinged with the info.
Ah, England, how I've missed you.
The flight to England was long.
I reviewed everything for my hit.
I would be here for five hours before I flew back out.
I had a contact to pick up a block of C4 and a short blade.
I missed my rifle when I had to fly.
A short nap and I was getting off the plane in Heathrow.
After picking up the blade and C4 I headed to the mark's house.
She lived alone.
Forty-five.
She beat her kids.
I didn't normally read past the identifiers but the flight was long and I was bored.
I opted for a close kill.
"You hurt those kids," my voice was raw.
My black leather gloves were tight against my knuckles. My hands in tight fists.
She begged for her life as I stalked toward her.
"You. Hurt. Those. Kids." My voice echoed in my ears.
She sucked in a breath. It would be her last.
With skilled precision, I raised my right hand to her neck. The blade was hidden behind my arm.
Blood pooled from the neck. My blade covered.
"Suffer in Hell."
I dropped the knife, set up my explosive, and watched the place blow before a nice fight back.
My contact would mail me the paper.
EMC offered me a hit as soon as I got home.
I declined.
I never should have read why there was a hit on her.
I never had before.
I knew all of the hits were 'bad' people.
I knew they all deserved it.
I didn't go after the stock broker whose partner wanted an easy way out of their joint company.
I did go after the stock broker who fucked with his partner's son. Or with the money of old people so they ended up broke with no way to support their spouses, or children.
I rid the world of trash.
The fucking evil of the world.
It was my job to get rid of them.
At least that's what I told myself.
EC
Have a job. Do you want it?
EMC
This was the fifth job that EMC offered me that I would be declining.
EC
You need to take a job or I am going to stop offering.
How about a change up? Meet me at eighty-third and fifty-three in forty five.
If you don't show, our deal is over.
EMC
Well mother fuck.
I strapped my throw away to my ankle, my 9mm to my belt, and pulled my hoodie over my head.
I attached my blade to my other ankle and said a prayer that I wouldn't need to use any of these weapons.
When a boss gets tired of their hitmen, they tend to call their own hits.
Hopping on my bike, I headed to meet EMC.
"Hard time overseas?"
"Not really. Easy mark. Well deserved."
"Look, Ed, I asked you here because I have a very special mark. We need your pretty face."
"What are we looking at?"
My hand rested on my weapon. I didn't like being face to face with him. He made me nervous and nothing makes me nervous.
Being with Em was like being a kid again. I didn't like it...
"This." He handed over a manila folder. "Her ex wants her heart ripped out – literally and figuratively. Guess she's a pretty face but extremely shady. A lot of drug and assault collars. We need you to get close to her, to work your way into her life. Date her, woo her. I don't give a fuck what you do or how you do it, but do it. Make her fall for you and then leave her. Leave her raw and broken. Then kill her at her lowest."
"I am not the up close and personal like killer, Em. I don't know if I can do this. I don't get up close with anyone." My mind thought back to England.
"You do this or you are out. I will have no further use for you."
Fuck.
"What does it pay?"
"Two hundred and fifty K."
"I'll do it."
"That's the Ed I know." He patted my back.
I patted my gun.
"I will message you with additional details. Read the file get to know what she likes. I will give you a location and time to make the meet tomorrow. If you can't pull this off, our wonderful twelve year relationship will be over."
