Here's chapter 6. I'm on a roll. The story ends at chapter 10. This is the last chapter in the suite. From 7 to 10 it's a pure out struggle for survival. Hope you like this one. Some pretty intense stuff happens. That's why it has a M rating. Please review. Thanks.

Chapter 6

Carey watched in horror as Vincent got ready to gut Zack like a fish. Zack's eyes were wide with terror. Cyrus had pulled the knife from his neck and was trying to stop the bleeding. Carey stood up.

"Please. I beg of you. Don't hurt him," said Carey, tears pouring down her face.

"Shut the fuck up," said Vincent. Zack was crying now. He said something but it was muffled by Eddie's hand.

"What did he say?" asked Vincent.

"He said 'I don't want to die'," said Eddie, grinning.

"Well, he can blame John for his death," said Vincent.

"Kill me instead, Vincent. Show some mercy," said John.

"Vincent, the FBI are involved. We need to get out of here. John set us up," said Cyrus, gagging every once and awhile. Vincent looked down at Zack. The boy was still crying. Vincent sighed. He couldn't do it. He could only kill a kid if he absolutely needed to. Vincent grabbed Zack by the hair and threw him to Carey. Zack balled his eyes out as Carey embraced him. Her shirt was soon covered in Zack's blood.

"I need to clean him up in the bathroom," said Carey.

"Go. Cyrus, go with them. Fix yourself up. Die he cut you deep?" asked Vincent. Cyrus shook his head and stood up. He followed Carey and Zack to the bathroom. Cody was sitting perfectly still on the couch, not wanting to draw attention to himself. Vincent glared at John. He then leaned down and shoved the knife into John's chest. John gasped and coughed up blood. Then his eyes rolled back in his head and he was still. John was dead.

"Fucking FBI," said Vincent. He dragged John's body into the room where Dennis was. The room now reeked of blood.

Zack winced as Carey cleaned his cuts with hydrogen peroxide. Cyrus was leaning against the wall, watching.

"Could we have some privacy?" asked Carey. Cyrus didn't say anything. Carey noticed he was sweating and his eyes darted around. She knew something was wrong. Then it hit her. She recognized Cyrus from the news a few months back. He was a convicted sex offender who had escaped from jail. He was guilty of numerous counts of rape and nine counts of sexual assault on minors. Cyrus lunged at Carey. He threw her against the bathroom mirror. The mirror shattered and Carey fell to the ground. The wind was knocked out of her. Cyrus held Zack down on the ground.

"Oh my God, no," said Zack. Cyrus fumbled with Zack's belt.

"No, please don't," said Zack. Cyrus licked his lips in sickening hunger. Then Carey lunged forward with a piece of broken glass in her hand. She jammed into Cyrus' neck wound. Cyrus gagged as Carey made the cut even deeper. Blood gushed everywhere. Cyrus fell to the ground. Carey looked at him with fury in her eyes.

"Don't touch my boys," said Carey. She backed up. Cyrus coughed a little more before he went limp. His eyes slowly closed. Carey gathered Zack in her arms. All Zack could do was cry. Carey cried with him. The bathroom door burst open. Vincent stood in the doorway with his gun drawn. He looked at Carey and Zack and then at Cyrus. He sighed.

"What happened?" asked Vincent.

"He tried to rape Zack," said Carey.

"Oh, shit, I'm sorry. I thought he would be able to control himself," said Vincent. "Looks like he paid though." Carey didn't say anything. She felt no remorse for what she had done. A lot of times she talked about being a mama bear protecting her cubs. Someone had just tried to hurt one of her cubs. She had mauled him to death.

Carey cleaned Zack up and got him settled on the couch with his brother. Cody had fallen asleep and Zack soon did too. Carey covered them with a blanket and kissed them both on the head. It was midnight. Luckily time was going fast.

"We'll be gone by six. I only have two more jobs. You just took care of one of my jobs," said Vincent. He was sitting at the table. Eddie was leaning against the wall.

"He was on your list too? Why didn't you kill him before?" asked Carey.

"I never look ahead to see who I have to kill," said Vincent. "I only now where to go and if a lot of targets are in one area." Carey nodded. She was shaking a little. Vincent sighed.

"First kill is never easy," said Vincent.

"You say that like I'm going to kill someone again," said Carey. Vincent smiled.

"You never know. Some other sick fuck might try to get in one of yours boys pants," said Vincent. "You might jab a piece of broken glass into his neck too." He chuckled a little. Carey didn't say anything.

"Eddie, I have to go. Watch them. If she tries anything, well, you know," said Vincent, standing up. Eddie nodded. Vincent left. His neck kill would be a little tricky. The Tipton staff members were working extra late that night. Orders from the owner. Vincent's target worked in the lobby. He had to get them somewhere private. His prayers were answered when he rounded a corner. His target was walking right towards him. He got in front of her.

"Hello, Maddie," said Vincent. Maddie Fitzpatrick raised an eyebrow.

"Excuse me. Do I know you? I'm in a hurry. There was a noise complaint from one of the suites. My boss sent me to check on it since I know the boys," said Maddie. Vincent sighed. He then shot Maddie in the stomach. He grabbed onto her so she wouldn't fall. Maddie gagged and whimpered as she slowly died.

"Sorry, honey. That's what you get for taking sides with your Mom in a divorce," said Vincent. Maddie let out her last breath. Vincent slowly put her body down. He could leave her. He didn't give a shit. Vincent pulled out his palmpilot and checked to see who his final target was. He nearly fainted. His employer was a local basketball coach who had lost to the same team for two years. All because of one player. He was desperate. He wanted that player taken out. Vincent had to smile as he looked at his final target's pictue. Smiling at him from the screen was Zack Martin.