Here's chapter 3! I like to give a shout out to jmads! She soo great always reviewing my stories! I love you! HAHA! Anyways on with the story, *This is unbeta'd, just so you know*
****RE-Read Again I added a bit of more description to make it a bit better but its still unbeta'd*****
Jonathon's Pov
Jonathon was doing some paper work for his Casino Hyatt. It was the wealthiest casino in Las Vegas. You know what they say about casinos "The house always wins." There was a knock at the door. "Come in" It was Jace. "Have a seat." I said.
"It looks you came through after all." I said
"Of course, I am the Best, what did you expect?" Jace said as he laced his fingers together and put his feet on top of his desk.
.Ring.
"Excuse me for a second Jace."
"Sir, the rest of the Men you sent to kill the girl, the daughter of the scientist…"
"Yes, what about the girl, is she dead yet?"
"Not exactly, she killed the other Men, while I escaped. It may seem that she is coming after her father."
"WHAT?" I growled. "That's unacceptable, your FIRED!"
"Yes Sir." They had failed him in killing the girl. Which is not a good thing, for his company; they needed the scientist without any interruptions. The Matter Replicator will come in handy. Jonathon plans to use the replicator to multiply votes as he runs for mayor of Las Vegas. I shut my phone angrily. "Jace, I have a new proposition for you."
"I'm listening."
"There's a girl I need to be killed." I handed him a sheet of the description of her, with a small photo of her.
Hair: Red
Height: 5ft. 2in.
Weight: est. around 110
Eyes: Green
Name: Clary Fray
"She's the daughter of the Scientist, I do not need interruptions. It seems she might be coming here to save her father."
"How much are you willing to pay?" he says.
"I'll pay double, as to what I paid you last time. How does $7,000 sound to you?"
"Make it $10,000; only because, such a pretty face will go to waste." Jace said.
"Deal, it's a pleasure doing business with you Jace Herondale."
Clary's Pov
Oh Mondays… how I hate Mondays, waking up early for work every day; but not this week. I got dressed, ate breakfast and head out to the airport. I dialed Simon to pick me up and drive to the airport.
"Hey Si, ready to pick me up?"
"Yeah, be there in 10min." he said
New York Airport
Clary had bought a Roundtrip ticket for $300. Her plan was to find her dad, kick who took him's ass and go home. She figured that they guy she let go would probably contact his boss and tell him that she was still alive. So Clary decided to buy a brunette wig, some foundation make up that would disguise her freckles, and some high boots that were on sale, so she had to get them.
"Flight 038 New York to Las Vegas, please proceed to Gate 07." The P.A system said.
"That's my flight Simon." I said
"Be careful and come back with Luke." He said. I hugged him and said. "I will, I promise."
On the Plane
Riding on planes are so boring, the only exciting part would probably be the lift off, it gives you a weird stomach feeling. The boringness is even worse if you don't have a window seat, which I didn't get of course. It was some old lady, uggh; so I'll make her switch seats, how you say? Just wait and watch.
The old lady came to sit by me, right when she was sitting down, I screamed. The old lady jump right out her seat.
"What's the matter young lady?" she asks
"You can't sit there my friend Jordan Kyle is there." I said.
"Is where? There is nobody here but you and me." She said
"You're sitting on top of him, how dare you? You should be ashamed of yourself." I said dramatically.
"Uh…um, sorry but no one is here, so I'm going to sit down now miss." She says
"Yah okay, you don't need my permission." I said indifferently.
The old lady sat down with a confused face, probably thinking that she got stuck with a crazy person. The pilot came over the P.A system to say that it was okay to take off your seat belt. I scream once more and say "It's those voices again! They come to haunt me old lady, please make it stop." I clutch on her arm for effect, by now the old lady must be freaked out.
"Excuse, stewardess may I please switch seats to the empty row at the front?" she asks.
"Why of course M'am." She rushes out of there to the front. YAY, now I have the window seat.
Hours pass and soon the pilot comes on again. "We'll be landing soon, so everyone please put on your seatbelts." The old lady look behind to see me if I would freak out, so I just gave her crazy eyes and she quickly turned back. I laughed. It was dark by the time we arrived at Las Vegas, you could see the famous "Welcome to Las Vegas Nevada" sign, also the MGM Grand, the casinos and the one I'm looking for the Hyatt Casino.
Clary Got settled in a small Motel with little room apartments and a huge sign that said "Classic Motel" in lights with an arrow pointing at the Motel. My room had a small tv on top of my supposed drawer where I put unpacked and put in my clothes, the bed was probably the biggest thing in my room with red and purple plaid stripes and a nice fluffy pillow and to top it off a bouque of flowers on the night stand. I lay down to test the bed for its comfyness and noticed that someone had put glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling. It must have been someone who had a kid with them and wanted stars on ceiling. Tonight was a good night to head out to the Hyatt casino, to scope out what we're dealing with here, security guards wise. Took quick shower, and adjusted my new brunette hair, and also covered up freckles. I wore silky purple halter top, dark skinny jeans, my leather jacket and my new high heeled boots.
My taxi came right on time, I told the driver to take me to the casino. "Thank you Sir, here you go." I handed him the cash.
"You're welcome miss." He said and left around the corner.
As I enter you see people losing and some winning on the slot machines, others playing cards, and some at the bar. The poker room is huge, the biggest Poker room in the United States. You'd think the biggest poker room would be somewhere in Alantic City, but nope its right here in Vegas. There are more than a hundred tables filled with peopleplaying cards, even more people standing around waiting to get in. One of the best things about the Poker room is that its the quietest place, since its needs alot of the person's wit. I made my way towards the bar. "Hello Sir, I'd like a Shirley temple." He nodded.
"Hey Sebastian, I'd like Gin and Tonic." I have never heard such a beautiful sound before. I looked 2 seats across to lay my eyes on the most beautiful man I have ever seen. He had gorgeous honey blonde hair that would curl at the nape of his neck; you can tell by the way his shirt stretches across his arms that he some delicious mouth-watering muscles.
"Sure thing Jace, be right back with your drink." Said the bartender.
His name was Jace.
I must have stared at him for some time, since he looked my way and smirked. I gasped as I saw his eyes. His eyes and hair reminds me of bobcats wild in the mountains, all dangerous and gorgeous with their goldish fur and bright gold eyes that makes them see at night. His smirk gives him an air of arrogance, but nonetheless makes me want to drop my panties.
Well there you have the next chapter in "The Assassin." For those of you who are wondering I'm writing the next chapter in the "Golden boy." Soo don't worry.
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