Chapter 5
"You owe me some money." I said calmly. "And I think its time you paid me back."
"The fuck I will, I told you just because you inherited your father's territory, it doesn't mean I have to pay what I owed him." The man slammed down the phone.
My cell phone rumbled on my belt, I picked it up and read the message.
"Hey Christy," I whispered, "Matt has a job for me, I'll be right back." I tried to slip away before she could protest but I wasn't fast enough. I don't think there is anyone fast enough for her.
"No way, I came out here for a reason, and I'm coming with you."
I let her follow me to the opposite side of the street from the front door of the restaurant, the triad bosses always traveled with protection. And there they were, two armored cars with four goons each.
God dammit, eight of them, shit...I pulled out five pistols, and put a silencer on each one. Christy watched me with some amazement.
"Why so many?" She asked.
"There's eight of them, and un...one and a quarter of us, so I thought I'd even out the odds."
"Hey, I'm not a quarter of a person!" Christy smacked my arm.
"I never said you were." I handed one of the guns to Christy, "Point and shoot."
"I know." Christy held the gun almost the same way I held mine, and then I remembered that it was my brother who taught her to shoot. I hope her aim is good.
"When I go, you follow after I shoot off once. Then keep shooting till they're all dead, and try not to make too much noise, this is supposed to be quiet."
I held two guns in each hand, I had practiced this for a long time, most my life really. I walked up to one of the cars and knocked on the window, when a man opened it, I raised both my hands and fired three times. Twelve bullets flew inside the car and four men died without a sound. Then Christy started to fire on the other car. The sound of bullets drew them out and they were easy pickings for my expert aim. The only sound that was heard was the occasional scream and the sound of bodies falling. Christie's bullet cases clinked on the ground, then mine.
"Hello? What? You again?" The boss sounded impatient on the other end.
"Yes, me. Look outside. You're defenseless now."
Through my scope I saw all four men get up and draw their guns. Something must've happened, I thought. My cell phone rumbled and I read the message. Time to go to work. I snipped two of the men before they realized what was happening. Then I aimed for the third one, and waited.
"Don't you think it's time you reconsidered your choice?" I asked. "Maybe it's better to pay me than to die here. If you die, I would take your money any ways, and then your territory, and then your minions. Actually I think it's better that you die here. What do you think?"
"Fuck you, I'll pay but I swear one day, I'll kill you, but before I kill you I'll cut off every one of your fingers and watch you bleed to death."
"Well then I think we should go with plan B." I made a call to Julie and I heard the phone clatter to the floor followed by a thud.
"Ok people, jobs done, lets go home."
Back at Matt's house I sat in my room thinking. Thinking about what happened today, I looked at my clock and changed that thought to yesterday. It was just a little past midnight. I couldn't really sleep, I was a normal girl till I met Kyle. I had never seen any killing till I met him, and it was very soon after that I saw him kill but for some reason I never had any problem with it. Now, I had killed, or at least I think I did, my aim could've been horrible and maybe it was Danny who killed them all. It doesn't matter, I took part.
I can't say that I feel bad...I'm past that now, I just feel, not so good. I decided to go down for a drink, maybe some alcohol will help. I opened my door and walked down in the darkness. I smiled a little when I heard Julie cry out a little in the next room. I realized that I was a little jealous, but then again I'm not like Julie. Not that I think she was overly jealous, I guess she had a right to, technically I DID steal her guy. I'm glad she got over it. Downstairs I opened the wine cabinet and looked through the different bottles. When I picked one up I realized that my hands were shaking, maybe from the action I had seen today, or maybe from the massive adrenalin rush I had a few hours ago. I stood up an my hand shook even more, I slowly walked with it and got myself a glass, for some reason I picked up another one. I took both with me to the couch and lied down. I poured wine into both glasses and set one on the coffee table with the bottle.
I looked at the one I was holding, then at the one on the table. I imagined Kyle there, but then I saw Danny. I don't know how I feel about that, but I'm too tired to think too much about it. I went back to the image of Kyle, I looked at him and he smiled, then he nodded. He changed back to Danny, and I smiled back. My problem was solved, in a way. Maybe that was Kyle giving me the thumbs up on his twin, or maybe that was just my imagination. Either way, I'm moving on, but that doesn't mean I'll forget Kyle.
"Expecting someone?"
I sat up startled by the voice. My glass spilled over onto my evening gown, then red wine soaked through and left a big stain on my chest. I quickly covered myself and I felt myself blush.
"Don't do that, next time give me a little warning." I said crossly.
"Haha, sorry maybe next time I'll call you before I come downstairs." Danny got some napkins for me.
"No, sorry, I was just surprised." I tried to wipe the wine off but just ended up making the stain larger.
"Dab at it, don't smear." Danny said with a smile. "Here, let me help you."
He took the napkins from my hand and started dabbing at my chest, then he blushed too.
"Er...don't take this in any...wrong way, I'm just trying to help." He handed the napkins back to me looking slightly embarrassed.
"It's ok," I started to clean it myself. When I was done I poured myself another glass of wine. I was about to drink from it when I realized that Danny was still standing there with a red face. "Hey, you wanna sit down and have a drink with me?"
"Um...ya sure, thanks." He took the glass and sat beside me. "I'm guessing this was meant for someone else?"
"Not anymore," I said. "Cheers"
We drank and talked late into the night or early into the morning depending how you look at it.
"You owe me some money." I said calmly. "And I think its time you paid me back."
"The fuck I will, I told you just because you inherited your father's territory, it doesn't mean I have to pay what I owed him." The man slammed down the phone.
My cell phone rumbled on my belt, I picked it up and read the message.
"Hey Christy," I whispered, "Matt has a job for me, I'll be right back." I tried to slip away before she could protest but I wasn't fast enough. I don't think there is anyone fast enough for her.
"No way, I came out here for a reason, and I'm coming with you."
I let her follow me to the opposite side of the street from the front door of the restaurant, the triad bosses always traveled with protection. And there they were, two armored cars with four goons each.
God dammit, eight of them, shit...I pulled out five pistols, and put a silencer on each one. Christy watched me with some amazement.
"Why so many?" She asked.
"There's eight of them, and un...one and a quarter of us, so I thought I'd even out the odds."
"Hey, I'm not a quarter of a person!" Christy smacked my arm.
"I never said you were." I handed one of the guns to Christy, "Point and shoot."
"I know." Christy held the gun almost the same way I held mine, and then I remembered that it was my brother who taught her to shoot. I hope her aim is good.
"When I go, you follow after I shoot off once. Then keep shooting till they're all dead, and try not to make too much noise, this is supposed to be quiet."
I held two guns in each hand, I had practiced this for a long time, most my life really. I walked up to one of the cars and knocked on the window, when a man opened it, I raised both my hands and fired three times. Twelve bullets flew inside the car and four men died without a sound. Then Christy started to fire on the other car. The sound of bullets drew them out and they were easy pickings for my expert aim. The only sound that was heard was the occasional scream and the sound of bodies falling. Christie's bullet cases clinked on the ground, then mine.
"Hello? What? You again?" The boss sounded impatient on the other end.
"Yes, me. Look outside. You're defenseless now."
Through my scope I saw all four men get up and draw their guns. Something must've happened, I thought. My cell phone rumbled and I read the message. Time to go to work. I snipped two of the men before they realized what was happening. Then I aimed for the third one, and waited.
"Don't you think it's time you reconsidered your choice?" I asked. "Maybe it's better to pay me than to die here. If you die, I would take your money any ways, and then your territory, and then your minions. Actually I think it's better that you die here. What do you think?"
"Fuck you, I'll pay but I swear one day, I'll kill you, but before I kill you I'll cut off every one of your fingers and watch you bleed to death."
"Well then I think we should go with plan B." I made a call to Julie and I heard the phone clatter to the floor followed by a thud.
"Ok people, jobs done, lets go home."
Back at Matt's house I sat in my room thinking. Thinking about what happened today, I looked at my clock and changed that thought to yesterday. It was just a little past midnight. I couldn't really sleep, I was a normal girl till I met Kyle. I had never seen any killing till I met him, and it was very soon after that I saw him kill but for some reason I never had any problem with it. Now, I had killed, or at least I think I did, my aim could've been horrible and maybe it was Danny who killed them all. It doesn't matter, I took part.
I can't say that I feel bad...I'm past that now, I just feel, not so good. I decided to go down for a drink, maybe some alcohol will help. I opened my door and walked down in the darkness. I smiled a little when I heard Julie cry out a little in the next room. I realized that I was a little jealous, but then again I'm not like Julie. Not that I think she was overly jealous, I guess she had a right to, technically I DID steal her guy. I'm glad she got over it. Downstairs I opened the wine cabinet and looked through the different bottles. When I picked one up I realized that my hands were shaking, maybe from the action I had seen today, or maybe from the massive adrenalin rush I had a few hours ago. I stood up an my hand shook even more, I slowly walked with it and got myself a glass, for some reason I picked up another one. I took both with me to the couch and lied down. I poured wine into both glasses and set one on the coffee table with the bottle.
I looked at the one I was holding, then at the one on the table. I imagined Kyle there, but then I saw Danny. I don't know how I feel about that, but I'm too tired to think too much about it. I went back to the image of Kyle, I looked at him and he smiled, then he nodded. He changed back to Danny, and I smiled back. My problem was solved, in a way. Maybe that was Kyle giving me the thumbs up on his twin, or maybe that was just my imagination. Either way, I'm moving on, but that doesn't mean I'll forget Kyle.
"Expecting someone?"
I sat up startled by the voice. My glass spilled over onto my evening gown, then red wine soaked through and left a big stain on my chest. I quickly covered myself and I felt myself blush.
"Don't do that, next time give me a little warning." I said crossly.
"Haha, sorry maybe next time I'll call you before I come downstairs." Danny got some napkins for me.
"No, sorry, I was just surprised." I tried to wipe the wine off but just ended up making the stain larger.
"Dab at it, don't smear." Danny said with a smile. "Here, let me help you."
He took the napkins from my hand and started dabbing at my chest, then he blushed too.
"Er...don't take this in any...wrong way, I'm just trying to help." He handed the napkins back to me looking slightly embarrassed.
"It's ok," I started to clean it myself. When I was done I poured myself another glass of wine. I was about to drink from it when I realized that Danny was still standing there with a red face. "Hey, you wanna sit down and have a drink with me?"
"Um...ya sure, thanks." He took the glass and sat beside me. "I'm guessing this was meant for someone else?"
"Not anymore," I said. "Cheers"
We drank and talked late into the night or early into the morning depending how you look at it.