Hey everyone! Sorry I haven't updated sooner! School just started back up and I have some pretty tough classes this semester. I'm still going to try and update whenever I can but I should let you know that they most likely won't be as quick as when I first started. Once again, thank you all for the reviews! I know that last chapter was a bit darker and this one may be as well but I promise the humor will come back soon enough! Enjoy!

Rough Chapter 7

Time seemed to have been moving a lot faster after my discussion with Luigi. I could see his lips moving but I couldn't really hear what he was saying. It was like I was in some kind of catatonic state. I was still trying to process what was happening, How I had gotten myself into such a mess? Once it started would I be able to get myself out? After he further explained his plans he had dismissed me to go and go help the other Genterns as soon as he was sure Amber had left the building. I slowly rose from my seat and walked to the door. As soon as I grabbed the door knob, I felt him grab my shoulders and shivered as he leaned in to whisper in my ear.

"Oh, and another thing, tell anyone about this little arrangement of ours and you won't have to worry about the Repo man. Breathe a word of this to anyone and I'll kill you myself." He said.

I gulped and nodded. "Y-yes sir, I understand." With that I turned the handle and quickly left the room. The other Genterns were quite surprised to see me in the storage room but they just shrugged it off and went back to work. Carla noticed me and approached.

"Good morning, Andrea. Where's Luigi? Isn't it about time for his meeting?"

"He, um, wasn't feeling well." I lied. "I took his temperature and decided that he should stay in bed for a few more hours."

"Really? That's weird. No one here has ever seen him sick before." She stated in an as-a-matter-of-factly manner.

"Not once?"

"Nope, we've all assumed that he must have scared all the bugs away." She joked. "I can't imagine what it must be like for him. Was he more irritable than usual?"

"Well, sort of." I answered.

"I see. Well since you're here I may as well put you to work. Unless Luigi already gave you another task, did he?"

I shook my head. At least not now, it's not likely he would go on a killing rampage in the middle of the day. "I'm open." I answered.

"Great. How about counting some inventory for me? I have Mandy counting some already." She leaned in closer and whispered. "But between you and me, I don't think she really knows what she's doing. It was Pavi who convinced me to hire her. I think he's got an appetite for a blond."

I couldn't help but laugh at that statement despite the darker meaning behind it. "Sure thing, Carla. I'll be glad to help."

"I knew I could count on you." She smiled. "Unlike the other tramps around here, you actually have a brain."

I thanked her as she handed me a clipboard with the stock that still needed to be checked. As I turned on my heel and began to walk away, she placed her hand on my shoulder. I turned my head and she gave me a sympathetic gaze.

"Just so you know, we all think it's very brave what you're doing. None of us would ever have the guts to work for Luigi directly. God knows how many assistants of his have ended up in some kind of critical condition or dead. I admire you."

I couldn't help but feel a little irritated. Why did she have to go and mention his failed assistants and make me feel worse than I already did? She had no idea of what I was really about to deal with. However, I knew that she was just being polite so I smiled and shrugged it off.

"Well, someone had to do it, right?" I laughed.

She nodded and we went our separate ways. Good thing she had given me an easy task. It was really hard to concentrate when I kept imaging myself watch as Luigi slit the throat of some poor unsuspecting victim. I kept trying to think of ways to try and justify my decision to agree to his proposal. Not that I had much of choice. My life was on the line either way. If I said no, then he would schedule my repossession immediately and now that I've said yes, he threatened to do me in himself if I snitched to anyone. What was a girl to do? Even if I told Amber about his plot, he would know it was me and would probably kill me in a slow and painful way.

I stared at the kidney in front of me and wondered what could have possibly made him like this. Did something in his past scar him forever and turn him onto to violence? Was he born with an appetite for violence? Did his parents beat him? I shook my head. I watched way too many TV shows and read too much books about serial killers. It didn't matter why he was this way. All that mattered was that if I didn't do what he said I would just end up another one of his victims. After all, it wasn't as if he were going to murder a bunch of little kids or the elderly. His targets were already marked to be killed anyway. Oh, who am I kidding? This was wrong, so wrong.

I groaned and wallowed in my despair as I heard someone call out my name or more like yelled it out.

"Where the hell is she? Where's Andrea?"

Oh, no. What was he doing out of his room so soon? I turned my head and looked at the clock, realizing that two hours had already passed. How long had I been staring at that kidney? I sighed and walked over to him so he would stop yelling.

"Here I am, Mr. Largo. I take it you're feeling better?"

"What? Yeah sure, I'm fine. I just came down here to give you this." He said, handing me a folded piece of paper. "Just some list of duties I need you to take care of for me."

"Of course, Mr. Largo." I said, opening it. He caught my hand and glared at me.

"Don't open it yet, idiot." He muttered. "Wait until you're alone."

"Yes, sir. Is there anything else I can do for you in the meantime?"

"No. Just go back to whatever you were doing. I'll be in my room. I'll call you if I need you." He said, almost politely.

"Okay."

"Good." He looked around and noticed that some of the other Genterns were giving us weird looks. "What the fuck are you all staring at? Back to work!" he commanded going back to his normal self.

They flinched in unison and did as he said. He gave me one last look and gestured at the note. He looked up and smirked, dragging his finger across his thick neck. I understood his meaning and just smiled nervously. He nodded and left. I went back to where I had last left off and as soon as I was sure no one else around, I opened the note. There were instructions on where and what time to meet later and also what to bring. I was instructed to bring a scalpel as well as a bag for storage. I cringed at the thought tucked the note into my bra, not having anywhere else to put it. I looked back at the clock and prayed that the time would go by slowly this time. I was seriously dreading this.

Just then I heard the sound of footsteps approaching me. I turned to see Pavi Largo greet me with a wide smile. "Buono sera, bella." He said.

I figured it meant "hello" and I returned the greeting. "Hello, Mr. Largo. How are you today?"

"I am very well, thank you, but please, call me Pavi. 'Mr. Largo' is too formal."

I smiled despite the fact that his current face gave me the creeps. "Well what brings you over, Pavi?" I asked. "Can I help you with something?"

"Oh, no need. I simply just wanted to see how you were doing. It seems like my fratello has given you a break today has he?"

Right, I thought. Some break. "Well he did give me a list of things to do before the days end actually."

"Ah, I see. Well, I for one, think you could use a break. Care to join me and some of the other Genterns for lunch? Unless of course, you would prefer it was just the two of us." He smirked.

I couldn't do anything but smile back. I knew that he was bound to hit on me sometime. I was prepared. If there was anything I learned from the other Genterns, it was that as long as you were nice to him, he would be nice back. Flirting back seemed like the smart thing to do so I batted my eyelashes at him and flashed him a toothy smile.

"Actually that sounds great, I'm famished. Let's go grab the others."

"Wonderful." He smiled and then draped an arm around my waist and "accidently" grazed my ass. Oh well, at least he was WAY more polite than Luigi.

During our break, I played nice with the other Genterns and pretended to fawn over Pavi like the rest of them. I was used to this kind of thing. At the club, we had to be polite and smile at the customers and act interested no matter what. Being with them and pretending to joke and laugh helped me to relax a bit. Still, I couldn't pull my mind away from the upcoming events.

All too soon the break was over and we had to head back to work, except Mandy. Dumb broad went up with Pavi to his room to "help him rearrange the décor." Yeah right, I'm sure they would be doing all kinds of "rearranging."

The time quickly passed and to my dismay, it was time for everyone to clock out and go home, everyone except for myself. I clocked out alright and I pretended to leave like everyone else. Once the coast was clear, I snuck back in through the side door that I had left unlocked. I went inside and moved quietly and carefully. I then headed to the room where the Repo men kept their equipment, including some tool bags and other weapons. Luckily they were all on patrol by then and the room was empty. I switched on the light and went to the table where the tool bags were sitting. I opened up one of the bags and grabbed a large plastic zip pouch as well as a large scalpel. I also grabbed a two pairs of gloves before I left the room, praying that they wouldn't notice the missing items right away. I shut off the light and then quietly but swiftly left the building.

I was instructed to walk up two blocks from the main street and then turn right. I did just that and stopped when I reached my destination. I was standing under a street lamp and looked up at the pole where the street name was. It seemed to match the address Luigi gave me, so where was he?

I stood there in confusion for a moment before I heard some make a "pssh" sound. I turned my head and there he was, creeping from behind a dark alley way. He beckoned me over and I walked up to him after checking no one was around.

"Good. You made it." He said.

"I promised I would be here, sir." I simply replied.

"Well now its time to get down to business." He took out a file and handed it to me. There was a picture of a man named Hector Grant. It seemed that he was due to have his lungs removed. Oh, lovely.

"This is our first target." Luigi instructed. "I checked his schedule and he should be wandering around here to get home any minute now. We have to be quick and quiet."

"Okay." I gulped. Just then I heard the faint sound of footsteps and whistling.

"That's gotta be him! Quickly, hide!" Luigi barked in a hush whisper.

We ducked back into the shadows and sure enough the man and the photograph was strolling by, unsuspecting and thinking he had another week to live. I felt a rat scoot by and I squirmed in disgust, letting out a small yelp.

The man stopped in his tracks and turned around. "Who's there?" he said in a frightened voice.

"Now look what you've done you stupid bitch!" Luigi cursed.

"I'm sorry!" I panicked. "What should we do now?"

"Carry on with the plan. Get out there and distract him." He ordered.

"But how?" I asked,

"Just do it!" he said and then pushed me out so I was visible. I froze as the man caught sight of me. He sighed in relief and then smiled. "Well, hey there, pretty lady. What are you doing here all by yourself?" he asked.

"Um, I-"

Luigi called me again and motioned me to lure him in. I turned and gave the man an apologetic look before I ducked back into the shadows.

"Hey, where you going, sweetheart?" he asked, following me. I moved to the side and Hector turned his head back and forth in search of me. "Hello?" he called.

"Hello, Hector." Luigi called out in an even tone. Hector and I cringed as Luigi emerged from the shadows and gave him a sinister grin.

"Luigi Largo? What are you doing here?" Hector asked, frightened once again.

"You've been a very bad boy, Hector." Luigi mocked. "You have something that belongs to me and my family."

"W-what do you mean, man?"

"Your debt, Hector. You owe GeneCo a pair of lungs."

"B-but my time ain't up yet. I still have another-"

"I'm afraid, Hector, that your time is up." Said Luigi, he slowly walked up to him and revealed his knife. Hector backed away and then tripped over himself. Luigi gave him a menacing laugh.

"No! No, please! I'll pay right now if you want! Please don't kill me! No, please, no!" he cried out. It was too late though. My eyes widened in horror as Hector gave one final scream before Luigi viciously slit his throat.