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A black figure detaches itself from the shadows and advances towards me. Ha! Looser.
I wait patiently, finishing my last cigarette for the day.
The guy, once in the light is to DIE FOR!
He's got mocha latte skin, chocolate eyes, a body to make a weight lifter dream, long black hair tied in a low ponytail and dressed in SWAT black, clothes not even hiding the curves, or lack thereof, of his body. Hungry…yum…focus…
"So?" I ask, hearing the nervousness in my voice and mentally slapping myself for it.
First rule in the Dead Dog's Clan is to hide emotions. First lesson. I am SO lame.
"It seems my client has made an offer you have accepted." Hot, Muscled and Yummy says in a deep, rich voice, almost making me melt.
Thank god I had the best teacher. Oooh…god…sex god…FOCUS!
"It seems." I marvel at the blankness my voice holds.
"If I have to work with you man, I better know your name." I tell him sternly, feeling my confidence and will power come slowly back.
He chuckles. "Ranger."
I nod, click my tongue and walk away, taking a chewing gum out and forcefully pumping the artificial flavoring from it.
Two days later, the huge mountain of a guy who had guarded Doe when I cut his hair stops in front of the bar in a black shiny SUV.
I hop in, keeping my bag with me at all times and ruffle through it, coming out victorious with a packet of spearmint chewing gums.
Muscled, Hot and Huge's eyes flick my way before going back to the road.
I grin and take the packet out again.
"Take one. I know your dying to. Besides, its easy to spit out if your boss notices."
The ghost of a smile passes on his otherwise blank features and he pops a chewing gum in his mouth.
"Hey, can you stop here a sec?" I plead, suddenly remembering something.
He shrugs and pulls over.
I shoot out and walk to a small, dingy and badly lit shop.
"Hey Slimey!" I shout at the top of my lungs, making the old man jump yards up.
"Blaaaaaaaaack!" He whines, shaking his head.
"Has Shimer come back yet?" I ask hopefully.
He shakes his head, eyes round and looking over my shoulder.
I turn a little to find Hot and Muscled behind me.
I hand over two hundred dollars to Slimey and walk out again.
"What was that?" Are the first words I hear from this human mountain.
"For my friend." I answer evasively.
We climb back into the SUV and zoom through town to the airport where Doe, two guys just as hot as Hot and Muscled and Ranger are already waiting.
For today, I bought myself OK clothes. Meaning tight, black jeans, tank top and my coat.
Doe opens his mouth to scowl but I send him a look that stops him. He gulps and waits for me to approach to start walking to the private jet.
The guys chuckle when they see Doe's reaction but don't comment.
Doe plonks unceremoniously in the jet's seat and open a briefcase, giving me a file with the specific explanations of the building.
"Okay, cut the crap now, doughboy, why are you hiring me if these guys can most likely do it?" I ask, sitting back and looking thoughtfully at him.
He winces. What an idiot. "Because the only entrance is too small for them to...uh…enter. And you're cheaper than them."
I smile at this although by the look he gives me, he was expecting an explosion of some kind.
I take a small book out of my bag and start making notes, reading through the file, not noticing the movement around me.
"Hey!" I look up, with a dangerous look at Doe who is twenty centimeters away from me.
"We're arriving." I nod slowly, waiting for him to go away but he stays as he is.
My eyes narrow as I see lust fill his eyes.
"Doe." I growl, my voice threatening. It seems the sound of my voice snapped him out of his reverie because he pulls back hastily and rushes off into the bathroom.
I glare at the closed door before shaking my head, exasperated.
"Is he always like this?" I ask, letting my face look disgusted.
"Unfortunately." Hot and Muscled laughs. I growl, and mentally praise myself for having brought my gun.
Doe was cute. That was IT! I mean, even if I was desperate I wouldn't go in bed with him!
The plane lands and I hop out first, feeling slightly sick but managing to squish the feeling I look around.
From what I saw from the window while we landed, this place is pretty far from everything.
"Its not that bad." Ranger says from behind me, almost making me jump.
"That's what you say." I mutter, picking my bag up and following Doe out.
He chuckles and I feel my stomach do a flip-flop. Aww! Stupid stupid!
Doe hands me keys. A Mercedes key and another one which I guess is my hotel one.
"When do you want this done?" I ask him, all fun forgotten and immediately going into business mode.
"As soon as possible."
I grin and walk away.
"Hey! Don't you want to eat?" He calls after me.
"Nah!" I shudder at the thought and disappear in the crowd of people.
The car, is indeed a Mercedes like I had guessed and it is a hot black.
I slide in, literally, and zoom out, in search of the hotel, asking directions only once and loosing myself twice.
I finally arrive, go up to my room and let myself fall onto the bed unceremoniously.
The room is a light blue with two single beds, a small bathroom, a bedside table with a large mirror and a chair.
The beds are both dark blue and comfortably soft.
A few minutes later, I get up, shower and, with a towel wrapped tightly around my body, I return to the bed, dumping the contents of my bag on it.
Hmm…will have to go shopping…
Sighting, I pick the file up and flip through it once again, putting the pages on the bed in a croissant around me.
I get up, change into a xxl gray T shirt and fall on the second bed, asleep instantly.
The next morning, I wake up with my stomach growling and feeling slightly disoriented.
I shower again and change into my spare clothes, miniskirts and semi-long T.
Both black with little red flames at the bottom. I forego make up, seeing how I usually put very little and only on occasions. Except mascara and lip-gloss.
I study the files again, putting every significant detail into a file in my brain then get up, grab a small bag, stuff my purse, gun and file in it and let myself out, locking the door safely behind me, making sure to put the sign 'do not disturb'.
I walk out and get behind the wheel of the car, smiling at the luxury of it.
I never rode a car this expensive without the police crashing behind me.
The ride is short and I soon stop in front of my target. A huge back building. Ug…
I spot the small ventilation but I also see loads and loads of cameras, guards and dogs.
I HATE dogs.
I'm going to have a little chat with Doe if I get out of this alive. I read his file further while in the plane and apparently Doe is another pseudonym. His real name's Vinnie Plum. Go figure. Actually if I had a name like that I'd probably change it too.
Shaking my head thoughtfully at all the things I could do to him, I drive to a small restaurant called Pino's.
The pizza I order there is heaven! Christ! Why can't they make good ones like these back home?
I take my cell out. It's a miracle I even managed to pay for it and even more that I can keep on calling.
I speed dial and wait impatiently, handing the waitress the bill, smiling gratefully.
"Hello?"
"Shimer?" I ask uncertainly.
"OMIGOD! How're you? You're not in trouble are you?"
My best friend, a small, blond woman my age, called Shimer because of the aura around her. She taught me the basics before my master took me to a secluded place to drill everything into me.
Shimer and me never lost contact after that, becoming the best of friends, almost sisters.
"No, don't worry, I got a job. I'm in some really lost burg village." I try to whine but manage to smirk instead.
"Yow! Lemme guess. Your employer is hot as hell for you to accept. Am I right?"
"For once no. It's his bodyguards. And I get paid well for a file retrieval."
"Damn skippy!"
I laugh and walk back to my car, pausing momentarily, feeling the hair on the back of my neck rise like when I am watched.
"Can I call you later? I'm being spied on."
"Alright! Have fun!"
I nod, even if she can't see me and cut the connection.
The parking lot is almost empty apart for a few cars and I notice a few streets away, a black SUV, parked, empty.
Hmm…either they don't trust me or it's a coincidence. I don't think is the latter.
I debate whether or not to change cars but finally just let it go. I do however, look through the whole car for the GPS I am guessing is stuck around and find it only fifteen minutes later. I also found a mic, a camera and another device I can't quite place.
"Interesting find." I mutter, amused, staring right at the camera in front of me.
I pick it all out and drop it unceremoniously to the ground then drive away, smirking.
I probably didn't find everything but at least it'll show them I ain't some looser.
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Well, here it is. Chapter 2. RUN! HELP! Hehe. Right. REVIEW!