Sorry for the gap between chapters, school is in full swing now and I have work to do, chapters will still come, but don't be worried if there is a week or two between them.Chapter 13

After a night of heavy drinking, I had got a cab home, where the bomb squad was gone, and there was a squad car outside, who told me that there was a unit to be posted at my residence for the next few weeks.

I had fallen asleep on the couch, and when I woke up with a throbbing headache, I found a note from my neineighbor that read that I had left my door open, and she closed it.

I got up and walked over to my refrigerator, and grabed a carton of orange juice, and took a gulp, letting the citrus butn my taste buds for a second before I swallowed.

A friend from college once told me that citrus helped subside hangovers. It dosen't work perfectly, but it gets rid of the throbbing migraine that usually comes with a hangover.

The phone ringing snapped me out of the trance I was in and I put the carton back in the fridge before I walked over to the phone mounted on the wall next to the sink.

"Hello?" I said into the phone line, wondering who was calling me.

"Hi there, I'm Cindy and I am collecting money for the homeless people of Zootopia, would you like to make a donation?" The caller replied.

"Sorry, I am a nice mammal, but I am currently low on money as I am waiting for my paycheck, so maybe another time." I replied trying not to show that I was completly and utterly spaced out due to my hangover.

"Thats okay, thank you for your time." Said the caller before the line went dead.

I put the phone back on it's mount and walked over to the bathroom to take a shower, but before I made it to the door, I heard a loud knocking at my door.

Remembering the whole almost being iced ordeal, I looked through the peephole before opening it.

"Hey Cameron" I say opening the door.

"Ready to go? Shawn tripped on the stairs and is out cold, and a target is on the loose" He replied.

"Yep let me grab my shit."

30 minutes later.

We pull up to the adress that Grim had given Cameron and I quickly get a bad feeling.

"Who is the target?" I ask

"Let me see..." Cameron said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper.

"Oooohhhh" He said when he read over it again.

"Who?"

"Princess Diana."

"Ah... Thats why there is security." I say looking at numerous security officers patrolling the property and guarding the gate.

"What weapons we dealing with?"

I pull out a pair of binoculars and begin rattling off information.

"MP5s, G3s, Flashbangs, Is that a anti-air rocket?"

"Got those tranquilizer bullets?"

"Yea, arrived in the mail last night."

"Load your gun."

I load the tranquilizer magazine into my Hi-Power and don my balaclava before exiting the U-Haul that we had rented under a fake name.

We duck into an alley before moving along the parallel street until we reach the rear of the property. We proceed to climb the electric fence, which was off to a "routine" power line repair.

We decend the fence into a group of decrative bushes that lined a pool. We now drew our firearms and attached suppressors.

Cameron motioned towards two guards talking. I signed the letter L and then took aim at the left guard. Cameron counted down from five on his fingers and we fired and the guards collapsed to the ground after stumbling around for a few seconds.

"GUARDS DOWN!" I hear from the other side of the pool before an alarm begins ringing.

"Shit." We both say unanimously.