Chapter 10
47 walked down to the bar. Sat on a stool at the counter and ordered a whiskey. The bartender poured him one and placed the glass in front him. 47 took a big swallow and put the glass down empty.
"Are you alright," asked the bartender?
47 looked at him.
"Why do you ask," he asked?
"Nothing. I've never seen you order alcohol. That's all," replied the bartender.
"No, I'm fine," he answered.
He looked towards the doorway and saw Alfredo and his beautiful wife, Maria, come through. He walked over to Maria and her husband.
"Hey, I remember you," he said in his best drunk voice.
Maria looked at him and back at Alfredo. She looked worried.
"Who the hell are you," said Alfredo.
"This girl was all over me a little while ago. We even kissed and I loved it."
47 then grabs Maria's hand and kisses it. Maria looks stunned. Alfredo whistles for his body guards to come in. Two 6'4" guys walk into the room and grab 47 by his arms and take him out the back of the bar. They push him against the wall and punch him in the stomach. 47 crouches down and puts one hand on the ground.
Alfredo walks out to see 47. He pulls him up and gets close to his face.
"Do you care to tell me what you did to my wife today, motherfucker," asked Alfredo Diachino as he lifts 47 up against the wall.
"Didn't you forget to do something," 47 asked him.
"What?"
After that 47 pulls out his silverballers and puts them on both sides of Alfredo's head, aiming at the two bodyguards behind Alfredo, while he holds him up against the wall. He then fires two shots, each sending a bullet into the body guard's heads.
"You forgot to frisk me," 47 said.
Alfredo drops 47 and backs up. His face in aw.
"What do you want buddy," he asks 47?
"I want a lot more than you can give me," he replies.
47 smiles and shoots Alfredo five times in the chest. Alfredo Diachino falls on the ground. 47 walks over to him and looks down at him for a while then goes back inside to the bar.
He spots Maria at the bar. He grabs her arm and whispers in her ear for her to follow him. She is still a little buzzed but she follows 47 up to the third floor.
"I'm not on this floor," she told 47.
47 kept walking faster grabbing all the doorknobs along the way down the hall. He stopped at one and started searching for something in his wallet.
"What are you doing," Maria asked?
He found the universal key and unlocked the door.
"Get in," he ordered.
She stood there looking at him. 47 looked back at her for a second. He then grabbed her arm and forced her into the room. He threw her onto the bed and locked the door.
"If you wanted sex all you had to do was ask," she told him.
47 moved across the room and closed the curtains on the window on the other side of the room. He looks back at her as she is taking off her clothes.
"Stop that. I'm not going to have sex with you," 47 told her.
"Well, what do you want then," she asked, not bothering to put her clothes back on.
47 looked at her. He told her to cover herself. He then paused and thought.
"I just killed your husband," 47 said to her.
Maria looked at him in disbelief. 47 looked back at her.
"I was hired to kill your husband," he told her.
Maria was frozen.
"Are you supposed to kill me," she asked?
"No. I'm supposed to kill your son," he told her as he started pacing.
Maria looked down at the covers.
"Have you killed him, yet," she asked.
"No, not yet. I'm starting to wonder if your family was just a diversion so others could kill me."
"So you're not going to kill my son?"
47 looked at her and stopped pacing.
"I don't want, too."
"Why did you kill my husband then," she asked 47.
47 paused for a second.
"I panicked I guess," he told her, "I had just killed a man who was sent here to kill me. Then I saw your husband, my main target in this mission, and I reacted."
Maria was silent.
"That's a relief," she said looking around the room.
47 looked at her in disbelief.
"You don't care that I just killed your husband," he asked.
"No, he wasn't a good man," she told him, "but, please don't kill my son."
"I don't think I'm going to have to," he told her.
"So, what are you going to do," she asked.
47 thought for a minute.
"I need to get you and your son out of here," he said to her.
47 continued to think.
"I will get you out, but for now you stay in this room. Do you understand?"
"Yes. Where are you going," she asked?
"I have business to attend to," he said as he left the room.