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Chapter 5

Carey's nerves went away the minute she started singing. She got in the zone and for the time being forgot about Vincent and his thugs. When she was taken a set break after a few songs, Carey began to think that Vincent really didn't intend to harm her or the boys. If he was a professional hit man then he needed to make a fast exit when it was time for him to leave. A dead mother and her two thirteen-year-old boys would draw too much attention to him. Carey would just have to stay with her boys and wait for the night to end.

Vincent snuck into his next victim's suite. The shower was in. They were here. Vincent crept towards the bathroom, his gun in front of him. He didn't know much about this hit. The targets name was Kevin Morrow. He was a witness in an upcoming murder trial. Vincent didn't know if he was connected to Murdock. The shower went off. Vincent stood outside the bathroom, waiting for the door to open. He heard movement inside. Vincent braced himself for the kill, getting himself into his kill zone. The door opened and out stepped a boy Zack and Cody's age. Kevin Morrow was a kid. Vincent nearly had a heart attack. No wonder he knew nothing about the target. He had one rule for his employers. He didn't kill kids. It wasn't his thing. Kevin Morrow looked at him with terror-filled eyes. Vincent hesitated for a few seconds. The hesitation passed and Vincent put a bullet in Kevin's forehead. Kevin fell to the ground as a shower of crimson shot from his head. Vincent sighed as he lowered his gun. The door to the suite opened. Vincent spun around and fired. The bellhop who had entered went down as two bullets hit his chest.

"Fuck," said Vincent. He ran over to the door and looked up and down the hallway. Empty. At least now it was. Vincent pulled the bellhop into the suite. He was still alive. His nametag said Esteban.

"Sorry, Esteban. Nothing personal. Just business," said Vincent. He finished Esteban off with a bullet in the head. Vincent dragged Esteban and Kevin into the bathroom. He cleaned some of the blood up and made a fast exit. He had to get back to the Martin suite.

Eddie Fenton was a sleazy defense attorney. That was his reputation and that's how lawyers and cops looked at him. Eddie didn't care. If a serial killer or child molester was willing to cough up the dough, Eddie would make sure they got off. Sometimes the case was over before it reached the courtroom. Eddie was one of the few people who called Vincent Lassiter a friend. Tonight Vincent was helping Eddie out again. Eddie didn't like the idea of having hostages. But Dennis Murdock had insisted. Especially since every target was at the Tipton that night. Including Dennis. The news of Dina Warren's death had already reached the cops. It wouldn't be long before Nick Miller put all the pieces together and made a connection to Eddie. Eddie had to hide out with Vincent. He sighed as he knocked on the suite door. Cyrus answered. Two boys were watching TV on the couch.

"Hey, Eddie," said Cyrus.

"Cyrus. Where's Vince?" asked Eddie.

"Out working," said Cyrus, sitting down at a table. Eddie sat down next to him.

"How are the hostages behaving?" asked Eddie. Cyrus brought him up to speed.

"Most have to learn the hard way," said Eddie. Cyrus simply nodded. The two talked quietly as Zack and Cody watched TV in an uncomfortable. Cody was leaning his head against Zack's shoulder. His leg was feeling a lot better. Vincent hadn't done any major damage. Probably cause he hadn't intended to.

Carey sighed as she rode the elevator up to the suite. John was standing next to her.

"You sing beautifully," said John.

"Thank you," said Carey.

"I'm glad you didn't try anything. I don't want anything to happen to you or your boys," said John.

"What do you care about us?" asked Carey.

"Unlike Vincent and Cyrus, I have a conscience," said John. The elevator reached the 23rd floor. Carey couldn't get to the suite fast enough. She was desperate to see Zack and Cody. She was surprised to find someone else though. She didn't think of it at the moment though. She went right over to her boys. She sat between them as they snuggled against her. The next few minutes went by in slow motion. Vincent returned, looking a little frustrated. He talked briefly with his men. Then John pulled out a small knife. He stabbed Cyrus in the neck. He punched Vincent and kicked the new person in the face. He was strong so both Vincent and the new guy went down hard.

"FBI. Vincent Lassiter, you're under arrest," said John, his gun now drawn and trained on Vincent.

"You motherfucker," said Vincent. Cyrus was gagging as he tried to stop the bleeding in his neck. Carey winced at the sight of it. Zack saw the man named Eddie pulling a knife out of his pocket. John didn't see him. Before Zack could say anything, Eddie shoved the knife in John's ankle. John screamed as Vincent kicked him to the ground. Vincent stood up and shot John in both knees. John tried to scream but Vincent kicked him in the mouth.

"Now you'll pay. You can watch as I kill one of them," said Vincent. Carey's eyes widened. Vincent walked over and grabbed Zack by the hair. Zack screamed and kicked but Vincent kneed him in the stomach. He put Zack on the table and ripped his shirt off. He took out a small knife.

"Let's play doctor, John," said Vincent. John, Carey, and Cody watched in horror as Vincent drew the knife along Zack's stomach. Zack was screaming his head off but it was ruffled as Eddie was holding a hand over his mouth. John knew what Vincent would eventually do. He would cut Zack open and let his insides fall on the floor. He was just making harder to watch. He finished cutting Zack. The cuts weren't deep but blood covered Zack's entire stomach. Zack was screaming in pain but his screams were muffled by Eddie's mouth. Vincent glared at John.

"Now. Do you want to see the small intestine or large intestine?"