THE ASSASSIN WORE RED LIPSTICK

chapter 11: Her REVENGE BEGINS

*CHAPTER 11: HER REVENGE BEGINS*

Morning after Chapter 10 - THE NIGHT HE CLAIMED ME.

I woke up in black sheets, his big white shirt covering my small body, long black hair messy, innocent face with red lipstick smudged all over from night he claimed me, diamond ring shining, white dress torn on floor, red silk dress on chair, Mama's photo on wall, framed bloody collar with red mark from Chapter 6 watching.

One drop blood left on downstairs mirror - Lucian left it on purpose. "VICTOR KANE LIVES" cleaned but one drop left. Red like my red lipstick.

Lucian was not beside me. Side cold. Note on pillow, General handwriting black ink: "Raven, my brave assassin wife, I went to Clark to clean Junior's club so you don't have nightmare. Wear red, not white. Red makes you brave. Wait for me. - Your General who belongs to you. L.V."

White shirt his shirt, but I needed red. Red makes brave. I changed to tightest red dress, bravest red, long black hair brushed, innocent face with fresh waterproof red lipstick ritual, double red, smudging slightly like he likes, diamond ring.

Then doorbell. Not soldier. Old woman, 70 years old, crying, holding Mama's old waitress ID photo.

"Raven? Maria's daughter? Raven Dela Rosa? I was waitress with your Mama ten years ago in Kane's Club Angeles, I saw who killed Mama, not Senior alone, his son Junior held Mama while Senior killed, Junior lives in Angeles, watches you now, because you look like Mama with red lipstick," she whispered Tagalog, crying.

My blood froze. Innocent face pale, red lips trembling, red dress tight, small hands holding ID.

"Junior? Two Kanes? Son holds Mama?" I whispered, assassin voice ice cold now, not wife voice.

"Yes hija, Victor Kane Junior, 30 years old now, owner of new club in Angeles, same white suit, same scar, he said last night 'I saw General's wife in red dress, she looks like Maria, I will finish Papa's work', he watches you Raven," old woman said.

She left, leaving Mama's old ID.

I took my silver gun, black gun, cheap old red lipstick and expensive new red lipstick, black leather jacket over red dress like before I was Mrs. Voss. Diamond ring hidden in pocket because assassin does not wear diamond in hunt.

"Ma'am, where you going? General said don't go outside, wait!" soldier shouted at gate, scared of General.

"Tell General Lucian his assassin wife begins her revenge today, not waits," I whispered, ice cold, innocent face brave, red lips steady, 8 kills face.

I took old motorcycle from garage - not black SUV - and drove to Angeles, 1 hour noon hot, red dress under leather, red lipstick waterproof, guns loaded.

Kane's Club new, neon, same name, Victor Kane Junior's club. Where Mama died.

I walked in, leather jacket, long black hair, innocent face with red lipstick, silver gun hidden.

Victor Kane Junior there, 30 tall but fat like Papa, white suit like Papa, scar like Papa, sitting with two girls drinking.

He saw me - innocent face red dress red lipstick - smiled like Papa smiled at Mama before killing.

"Who are you beautiful? You look like someone I knew, waitress with red lipstick who said no ten years ago, Maria..." he said drunk lust.

"I am her daughter," I whispered small voice ice cold, innocent face brave, red lips red, silver gun out pointed at head, one bullet ritual. "Raven Dela Rosa. You held my Mama while Papa killed ten years ago, white dress red lipstick in rain. You remember? She said no, you held, Papa killed."

Junior face pale then laughed. "Maria's daughter? The one who killed my Papa Junior in Clark last month? You? Innocent face red lipstick? You killed my brother now you come kill me? I am last Kane, you cannot kill all Kanes, b***h with red lipstick."

"I can," I said silver gun steady, 8 kills hand steady, red dress brave. "For Mama. For ten years I wore red lipstick to be brave to kill all Kanes."

He stood fast tried grab gun but I shot shoulder so he falls so he remembers Mama pain.

Bang! Club loud girls screaming men running.

Junior fell shoulder bleeding white suit red like Papa white suit red.

"You... you shot me, General's w***e with red lipstick..." he cried holding shoulder blood.

"That is for Mama's white dress you held ten years ago," I whispered innocent face crying but brave red lips steady gun pointed again.

Second shot leg so he cannot run watch me again.

Bang!

"That is for my ten years without Mama wearing cheap red lipstick to be brave while you watched!"

He cried bleeding on floor where Mama died.

I put gun to head final like Papa.

"This is for Mama who taught me red lipstick means brave and for my General who taught me red lipstick means belong to him," I whispered tears on red lips noon hot not rain.

Then door exploded - black SUV screeched soldiers Lucian tall black coat flying black uniform black boots blue eyes blackest black scar white running to me shouting "RAVEN! MY BRAVE ASSASSIN WIFE! NO! WAITED!"

He grabbed my hand with silver gun big scarred hand over small hand stopping final bullet.

"Raven my love you wore white morning then red you did not wait," he whispered deep voice low angry obsessed proud blue eyes black looking innocent face crying red lipstick red dress under leather jacket. "I told you wear red and wait my love. Why you came alone my love? Why begin revenge without me my love?"

"Because I am assassin Lucian not just wife waiting," I cried red lips on his chest gun still pointed at Junior bleeding. "I am Raven Mama's daughter I need begin revenge myself for Mama..."

Lucian looked at Victor Kane Junior bleeding last Kane who watched me who held Mama.

"Then we begin together my love," he whispered General voice possessive black gun to Junior head too next to my silver gun two guns husband wife.

"Together Raven on three her revenge begins," he whispered thumb smudging my red lipstick slightly even in bloody club.

"One..." I whispered tears brave.

"Two..." he whispered blue eyes black.

"Three... for Mama."

Bang! Bang! Two guns one head Victor Kane Junior dead last holder of Mama dead in same club where Mama died ten years ago with daughter and General.

Blood on my red dress blood on his black coat blood on floor like blood on mirror Chapter 9.

Junior dead. Revenge begins not ends.

I fell to knees leather jacket red dress innocent face crying red lips whispering "Mama begins Mama we began..."

Lucian knelt black coat bloody blue eyes black kissing my red lips in bloody club.

"Begins my brave assassin wife," he whispered carrying me out small body guns red lipstick still red. "Her revenge begins today. With red. With us. Together. Now we go home write on mirror with your red lipstick 'HER REVENGE BEGINS. WITH MY GENERAL.'"

He carried me to black SUV bloody red lipstick and drove home to San Fernando to cracked mirror with one drop blood left to write new writing tonight with revenge beginning.

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