ASSASSIN'S SANITY

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 4

Past:

Three days and no sign of his bronzed pearl. Jeff looked everywhere but it was like she had disappeared. It was as if she was a figment of his imagination, like she never existed. He sighed as he took a sip from his drink. It had been three days since the night on the beach and he was getting fed up at not finding the cop, finding people was his specialty, yet he could not find the sexy alluring cop.

“Check mate” Cod announced as he used his white knight to push Jeff's king out of the board. Jeff shrugged at his loss and stood up from the chair. He was nonchalant about the outcome.

“Are you alright mate?” Cod asked. This guy and his Australian accent, Jeff thought.

Cod wasn’t even Australian but he loved to sound exotic for the girls and the guys. He wasn’t even on the trip to attract new relationships, he just wanted to make love to as many girls and guys he could find. In his opinion the accent gave him an upper hand. In reality he didn’t need the accent, he was quite good looking with long dirty blonde hair which he wrapped into a male bun and alluring green eyes, like forests which pulled you in with a single glass. He was bulkier and shorter than Jeff and Steve, but unlike both of them he could last longer in a first fight, guns were not really his thing. He worked better in the area of torture but just like his friends, he had an innocent and friendly look on his face. The devil in him only came out when he willed it to.

“All good” Jeff replied “I am just not enjoying this holiday.” He began pacing as he took large gulps of his drink.

“You would prefer to be working, won't you?” Cod asked arranging the chess pieces on the board. He was like the voice of reason among his friends, the only one who actually disliked his life but was scared to leave, so he drowned in acceptance.

Jeff gave no answer. It was no news to anybody who knew Jeff that he enjoyed his job more than the next man. He liked the thrill it gave him. Unlike Cod and Steve who had their speciality, Jeff was an all-round killer, guns, knives, swords you name it, he used it.

As a little boy, this life had never come into his dreams. He had never wanted to be a killer, the thought had never crossed his mind when he was a child but then again he was still young and innocent, Life had only begun dealing him soft blows. Once upon a time he was a kind little orphan boy who stole only to feed himself. He was a very good thief but never a killer, the young Jeff would not hurt a fly. He, Klaus and Cod had all been orphaned children taken in by the 'Inferos Killers’ and they all formed a bond. A friendship if you must. However Jeff always stood out from them.

Among the assassin’s trainees, it was either kill or be killed. The tasks were hard enough to be deadly. Others did their tasks to stay alive while Jeff did his tasks because he accepted it as a way of life. As he trained he began to enjoy power that came with taking a life, the thought of holding the choice of whether a person lives or dies made him feel ethereal, soon it turned to pure bloodlust, which is why he was the best at what he did, he loved the thrill of it all.

“I'm going now” Jeff announced dropping his empty cup on the table and exiting the room.

He closed the door and strolled back to his room which was opposite Cod's. He swiped his key card over the door and made to walk in before he heard her voice. Jeff paused as a smile crept until his lips.

“Hey stranger” Jeff turned to her. She was in brown shorts and a black off shoulder tee. In her hands was a bottle of vodka and a pack of cigarettes.

“You found me.” Jeff said with a smile.

“Who says I was looking?” Tami replied raising her left leg to stand on its tip toe. Her lip and its ring was in between her teeth.

Jeff smirked at her and turned around to continue unlocking his room door. He pushed the door open and stepped aside, giving her a go ahead to come into his hotel room. Tami smiled and sashayed into the room. She looked around the room before she plopped down on a couch.

It was neat with a sea view balcony. The bed was a king sized hooded bed.

“You've been M.I.A” Jeff said closing his door.

“So you were looking for me?” She asked as she fell into the couch, crossing her legs in the most seductive manner. She was sexy and she knew it.

Jeff smirked and came to sit with her. Some minutes later they were smoking and doing shots on his bed. How they moved from the couch remained a mystery to them.

“Blunt, Straightforward an obvious rebel” Jeff asked “How does it work for you?”

“It doesn't.” She blew out a puff of smoke.

Tami was already tipsy and needed him to touch her. Presently she was not on the clock meaning she wasn’t here as a cop but as chick who was too horny for her own good. In all honesty, the true reason she came to him right now was because she wanted him. Her body still wanted to feel him and this time fully, she wanted to feel everything and from the look in his light brown orbs, he wanted nothing more than to touch her.

“Kiss me” Tami rasped

Jeff did not need her to ask a second time. He snuffed out his cigarette on the ash tray and pulled her to his lips. She put out her cigarette also and wrapped her hands around his neck. The kiss was getting so intense before she pulled away. Jeff moved to her neck earning him some moans from her before she pushed him away.

She needed to collect her thought, last night on the beach was a risk she took. She could lose her job if this got out, if Jeff was an Inferos she would be heart broken and he could also possibly kill her if he found out she was a cop.

What if he already knew she was a cop? What if he was only playing her? Well then that would mean they were both lying to each other, but he had so far not given her reason to believe he was an Inferos. He looked too innocent on the face but then again most killers didn’t have tags on their chest.

“A penny for your thoughts?” He asked pulling another stick of cigarette out of the box. He picked up the lighter and lit up the butt.

“Who still says that?” Tami chuckled

“Me” Jeff replied as he brought his lips to her collar. He left open mouthed kisses and bites down to her chest then pulled away and just stared at the purple bruises his teeth had formed.

“It's nothing of much importance” Tami replied missing his touch already, her body's reaction to him would be the death of her. She began crawling over him. She made to kiss him but it was his turn to play hard to get.

“Nah” He said moving away from her kiss. “Let me Treat you to dinner, then I will f**k you senseless.”

She smiled at him taking the stick of cigarette from his lips. His words sent a shiver from her spine to her p***y. She was back in a sitting position letting out a puff of smoke as her smirk widened.

“Ok fine” she licked her lips as she put the cigarette back in her mouth.

“Really?” He asked

“Why not?” She replied, standing up from the couch. She grabbed the remains of the bottle of vodka and carried it along with her as she made her way to the door. He followed behind her as she opened the door and turned to him. “Tomorrow by seven. I'll pick you up” with that she leaned to his ears and whispered “I won't wear anything underneath”

“I'll like that” He replied.

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Present:

Tami opened her eyes once again as light invaded the room. She had to take a minute to let her eyes adjust to the harsh light that had just been let into the room.

"Bring her" A female voice said and before she could put a face to the voice a sack was placed over her head and she was carried, practically dragged by two persons, she guessed they were men as their grip was very strong.

They walked for sometime before she was dumped on a cold surface. At this point, she guessed it was an iron chair. She felt ropes hold her body down to the chair. She laughed in her head, her previous act had put them in a lot of fear as they had tied her down very well and even added handcuffs. She was a small woman, how much damage could she do?

“Take it off.” She heard a male voice with a thick accent say. She could not pin point what accent it was either Spanish or Mexican.

She opened her eyes as the sack was pulled of her face roughly. She looked around her. The man who sat before her looked young, he was obviously Latino and he was quite good-looking. She looked at the female from earlier who had shot her to sleep. She stood beside the man sitting down but her elbow rested on his shoulder and two other guards stood beside her.

She looked around her, it was a, she didn’t know where she was. The Iron bars made it look like a prison. On the walls there were stains of blood and the smell of bleach flooded her nose. They had made a futile attempt at cleaning up the blood with bleach.

“Hola” The man greeted her after he was sure she was done taking in her environment.

Tami refrained from speaking as she gave him a bored look. She was not in the least bit scared, but she was pissed off. The fact that they had decided to take her on her wedding day irked her down to her narrows. She had dealt with s**t like this when she was a cop.

“You are pretty” the man spoke. “I see why you keep him in check and fiery too, you put one of my guards in the hospital”

“Untie me and you’ll join him” Tami replied earning her two slaps on either cheek from the minion woman standing beside him. She had not even seen it coming but it came anyway. “The f**k” she shouted staring daggers at the woman as she attempted futile struggles at the ropes.

“Nadia, Estate calmado(be calm).” The man ordered in Spanish to him female companion.

“disculpas Marco, ella sola me molesta(aplogies Marco, she just annoys me)” Nadia replied in Spanish, her Spanish was not as accented as Marco's. She moved back to standing beside him.

“Forgive her” Marco apologised with a shark like grin. No true apology rested in his face “She does not like people who wrong me”

“Its ok because I will end up sending her into a casket.” Tami replied smiling at Nadia, with her own shark grin. They underestimated the wrong woman, tiny or not she would show them.

Marco smiled and stood up, he came to squat before Tami. He stroked the side of her face to her chin with his index finger. Tami jerked her face away and Marco grabbed her throat in death grip.

“Do you know why you are here” Tami remained quiet. She was not going to give the bastard the satisfaction of hearing her choke. Marco let go and Tami let out a dry cough. “Your beloved fiancé killed my mother and he will pay”

“You can kill me but some days later you will join me in hell because he will find you and make you die slowly.” Tami threatened with a smirk. She was trying to be brave at this point, death at 30 was not on her bucket list.

“Kill you? Of course not” Marco replied “Diablo mono (monkey devil or devil monkey), has no quarrel with you Tami, my fight is against the Inferos Killers and their North America sect leader” he grabbed her neck again “He however has ten days to find you, after then, I will take of parts of your body and send them to him one by one, piece by piece until there is nothing left of you hermosa (beautiful).”