I FELL IN LOVE ON THE JOB

PETER FROM LANDMARK.

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Derrick had mapped out a perfect plan even before he got to Landmark. He was sure to show up on time to get a good observation of the premises and everyone in it. He had taken notice of everyone and everything that walked in or drove into the resident, he was being thorough. Plus he had to figure out a good close spot where he could monitor his target.

Derrick had initially prepared a safe spot outside before he made his first entrance into Landmark, disguised as a customer. He was equipped with menial information, but he had to make do with what he had. He knew the name of who he was looking for and the link, all he needed to find was the connection.

Within a few minutes of entering Landmark, he had identified the target. With the help of workers, of course, he had figured out who peter was. He was the manager. Derrick was adventurous enough to pose as an investor so he could meet up with Peter and visibly profile him and it worked. He got a physical picture of what peter looked like which made him connect the dots. He'd seen him drive into Landmark on a blue sedan, jackpot!

Derrick was able to concoct a conversation of deals he would never see through. He was able to stall peter long enough for him to finalize his next plan of action. As soon as he was done he exited Landmark and proceeded to his safe spot. He watched, waited, and dozed off occasionally.

When it was time to act, Derrick broke into Peter's car. Positioning his phone safely at the back of the steering wheel, Derrick rested at the back of the driver's seat knowing full well that peter wouldn't see him from outside.

And Peter came, Derrick waited for him to get comfortable but not long enough for him to start the car.

" Don't f*****g move. " Derrick's crooked voice spoke as he pulled out two knives anchoring them both at both sides of Peter's neck.

Peter froze, he was startled, but he couldn't react, there was no time to. He could feel the sharp point of the knife grazing his skin.

" Who... who are you? what do you want? " peter terrifying voice was heard.

" Calm down Peter, calm down. "

" Please, please don't kill me. What do you want money? I can give you the money. "

Derrick saw that move coming but that wasn't his aim, " I know you're probably thinking of a way out of this, but sadly there isn't, you know why Peter? "

" No, "Peter was trembling.

" Because I have two f*****g knives at your neck. One move, one slip up and these knives are gonna french kiss at the middle of your neck, sounds good Peter? "

" Yes... I mean no, no... " Peter stuttered.

" Good, are you willing to cooperate? "

" Yes... yes, please. "

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Derrick was pleased with himself, he returned home with useful information, Sarah would be proud. He was doing it again, involving her in his delusions. But he was right, she would be proud, she would be relieved.

He had pictured it, how her smile would look like if he was successful and it was beautiful, it made his heart skip a beat. He had thought about doing just that, the reasons why he got Peter's confession on camera.