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Chapter 5
" And your sure it was him?" the voice sounded faint over the purr of the engine and the soft drum of rain bouncing off the now cold metal.
" Look man, I took a big risk following him there. Now what do you say eh? How about my money?"
Standing in the alley at the side of an abandoned building was not somewhere he wanted to be on a Friday night. Looking again at the partially rolled down window he nervously shifted his weight from one foot to the other, hands stuffed deep inside his pockets, back hunched to keep warm against the rain. With no lights in the alley and the car in blackness he could barely make out the man he was haggling with. He preferred it that way if he were honest. Less complicated. Just take the money and run was his motto.
" And he went into the house with the woman? You watched them enter together?"
" Look, I've already told you this man. It's real simple. They left the car park, drove about three miles and went into the house. That's it. That was my end of the deal man." His voice was whiney and slurred.
There was a slight pause and he wondered for a minute if he had fallen asleep in there. Just as he was about to protest again the strangers voice floated through the window.
" Yes of course Martin. Here's you money. Three hundred dollars, you can count it if you like." His voice was low and controlled, and Martin could tell he was from outta town. Far too snobby for these parts he thought. Watching as he rolled the window down to it's lowest he took his hands from his pockets and licked his lips. He would be having a good time tonight! Wiping his wet hands on his soaking jacket he held out his hand slightly, ready to grab the envelope once it appeared. He didn't have to wait long. He watched as it slowly came into view, the pale cream looking bright in the otherwise dark surroundings.
" Hey man, that's great. If you need anymore work done you know the drill." Smiling greedily he reached for the thick package, half in and half out of the window.
" My pleasure" came the reply, almost whispered.
Martin didn't even have a chance to scream as an iron grip held his wrist fast, pulling him with fierce strength towards the window. A sickly crack echoed down the alley as his head came in contact with the frame of the door. Martin dropped to the ground, his thin body making a splash in numerous puddles that had appeared that night, the red flow coming from above his already swelling eye mixing with the black looking water. Automatically trying to get on all fours, his head throbbed with the motion and he fell to the ground once more, taking some of the now pink water into his mouth as he gasped. He could hear the car door opening, the sound of shoes coming in contact with the tarmac, and the soft clicking of heels coming towards him. Reaching his hands in front of him he tried to pull himself along the wet ground, his fingers beginning to bleed as they raked across the dirty alleyway floor. All he could hear were the gentle footsteps slowly coming towards him, the sound of his own laboured breathing and wheezing and the mockingly gentle sound of rain hitting the ground around him.
Watching with an almost curious air, he took his time in approaching the slowly moving figure. Reaching into his overcoat pocket he felt the cool metal slip easily into his grasp. Pulling the sharpened harpy from his pocket he took a moment to admire the simplicity of it, the weight of it in his hand. Retracting the blade he turned it slowly in his hand, watching the play of light on the polished metal. A low whimper caused his attention to fall back to the figure on the ground. Walking towards it, he leaned down slightly, his eyes moving over the body. With a movement so quick that to a casual observer would have been a blur, he slid the blade deep into the base of the spine, pausing a moment and closing his eyes to the shrill scream that caused resting birds to fly once more. With devastating strength he used his weight to glide the blade upwards towards the back of his neck, listening to the gurgling, choking and eventually the last breath of his first victim. Pulling the blade out, he knelt next to the body and pulled a pair of surgical gloves from his other pocket, pulling them on with the ease of someone with experience, he regarded the back of the late Martin's head.
" Don't mind if I borrow a few things now do you Martin."
Slipping his fingers into the open wound he smiled for the first time in years.
Chapter Five
Listening to the rain drum steadily against the window was still a novelty for him, and he found himself relaxing by watching the way the outside lights were distorted by the sheen of water, the way the single drops rolled in graceful tracks down the pane. A muffled sigh brought his attention from the window to the woman lying at his side. She was tucked tightly against him, her head cushioned on his outstretched arm, and, he thought with a slight smile, most of the blanket wrapped around her. Reaching over his chest with his other hand he let a single finger trail softly down her cheek, the pale light coming in through the window making her look almost angelic.
He knew he should have been feeling contented, happy, joyous, and a thousand other positive emotions. But there was something not right. This something was causing his insomnia, and the reason for the harpy under the pillow. Glancing over again at Clarice's sleeping form, he knew that he wouldn't find sleep tonight. Slowly and gently extraditing himself from her, he stood and quickly retrieved his clothes from where they sat folded in a chair, facing the window. Quickly putting them on, he took the spot now vacated and settled himself in.
With his eyes fixed on the simple pane of glass once more, he let his anxiety come to the forefront of his mind. It was good, he thought, kept him on his toes. He couldn't afford to be relaxed now, even at times like this. He had both of them to think about now.
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New chapter, new character. Hope you like. Please review, its like food for my over-worked brain! Lol
Chapter 5
" And your sure it was him?" the voice sounded faint over the purr of the engine and the soft drum of rain bouncing off the now cold metal.
" Look man, I took a big risk following him there. Now what do you say eh? How about my money?"
Standing in the alley at the side of an abandoned building was not somewhere he wanted to be on a Friday night. Looking again at the partially rolled down window he nervously shifted his weight from one foot to the other, hands stuffed deep inside his pockets, back hunched to keep warm against the rain. With no lights in the alley and the car in blackness he could barely make out the man he was haggling with. He preferred it that way if he were honest. Less complicated. Just take the money and run was his motto.
" And he went into the house with the woman? You watched them enter together?"
" Look, I've already told you this man. It's real simple. They left the car park, drove about three miles and went into the house. That's it. That was my end of the deal man." His voice was whiney and slurred.
There was a slight pause and he wondered for a minute if he had fallen asleep in there. Just as he was about to protest again the strangers voice floated through the window.
" Yes of course Martin. Here's you money. Three hundred dollars, you can count it if you like." His voice was low and controlled, and Martin could tell he was from outta town. Far too snobby for these parts he thought. Watching as he rolled the window down to it's lowest he took his hands from his pockets and licked his lips. He would be having a good time tonight! Wiping his wet hands on his soaking jacket he held out his hand slightly, ready to grab the envelope once it appeared. He didn't have to wait long. He watched as it slowly came into view, the pale cream looking bright in the otherwise dark surroundings.
" Hey man, that's great. If you need anymore work done you know the drill." Smiling greedily he reached for the thick package, half in and half out of the window.
" My pleasure" came the reply, almost whispered.
Martin didn't even have a chance to scream as an iron grip held his wrist fast, pulling him with fierce strength towards the window. A sickly crack echoed down the alley as his head came in contact with the frame of the door. Martin dropped to the ground, his thin body making a splash in numerous puddles that had appeared that night, the red flow coming from above his already swelling eye mixing with the black looking water. Automatically trying to get on all fours, his head throbbed with the motion and he fell to the ground once more, taking some of the now pink water into his mouth as he gasped. He could hear the car door opening, the sound of shoes coming in contact with the tarmac, and the soft clicking of heels coming towards him. Reaching his hands in front of him he tried to pull himself along the wet ground, his fingers beginning to bleed as they raked across the dirty alleyway floor. All he could hear were the gentle footsteps slowly coming towards him, the sound of his own laboured breathing and wheezing and the mockingly gentle sound of rain hitting the ground around him.
Watching with an almost curious air, he took his time in approaching the slowly moving figure. Reaching into his overcoat pocket he felt the cool metal slip easily into his grasp. Pulling the sharpened harpy from his pocket he took a moment to admire the simplicity of it, the weight of it in his hand. Retracting the blade he turned it slowly in his hand, watching the play of light on the polished metal. A low whimper caused his attention to fall back to the figure on the ground. Walking towards it, he leaned down slightly, his eyes moving over the body. With a movement so quick that to a casual observer would have been a blur, he slid the blade deep into the base of the spine, pausing a moment and closing his eyes to the shrill scream that caused resting birds to fly once more. With devastating strength he used his weight to glide the blade upwards towards the back of his neck, listening to the gurgling, choking and eventually the last breath of his first victim. Pulling the blade out, he knelt next to the body and pulled a pair of surgical gloves from his other pocket, pulling them on with the ease of someone with experience, he regarded the back of the late Martin's head.
" Don't mind if I borrow a few things now do you Martin."
Slipping his fingers into the open wound he smiled for the first time in years.
Chapter Five
Listening to the rain drum steadily against the window was still a novelty for him, and he found himself relaxing by watching the way the outside lights were distorted by the sheen of water, the way the single drops rolled in graceful tracks down the pane. A muffled sigh brought his attention from the window to the woman lying at his side. She was tucked tightly against him, her head cushioned on his outstretched arm, and, he thought with a slight smile, most of the blanket wrapped around her. Reaching over his chest with his other hand he let a single finger trail softly down her cheek, the pale light coming in through the window making her look almost angelic.
He knew he should have been feeling contented, happy, joyous, and a thousand other positive emotions. But there was something not right. This something was causing his insomnia, and the reason for the harpy under the pillow. Glancing over again at Clarice's sleeping form, he knew that he wouldn't find sleep tonight. Slowly and gently extraditing himself from her, he stood and quickly retrieved his clothes from where they sat folded in a chair, facing the window. Quickly putting them on, he took the spot now vacated and settled himself in.
With his eyes fixed on the simple pane of glass once more, he let his anxiety come to the forefront of his mind. It was good, he thought, kept him on his toes. He couldn't afford to be relaxed now, even at times like this. He had both of them to think about now.
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