The Emotionless Bride

Chapter 4

A week I had to spend watching this German Don, starting all over from the beginning again as my dad ruined my chance. It was amusing watching though them through their computer screens all fighting like rats in a sack. No one trusted anyone, they were trying to figure out who leaked information, all wanting to kill each other. Would save me a job so I could move on to the next one if they did kill each other. If not killing the Don it would at least get the security down and I can kill the Don quicker.

As I was about to get up for a drink, the Don leader spoke to his second the only one he seems to trust what their next move was. They are going to do a dummy run and then the real run a few days later. This got me thinking, should I go to the dummy run and then go to the real run, make them fight more, get rid of the competition?

I took down the details and kept watch, not moving away from the laptop. I see the Don then looked around and said he will not go on these runs, he will do a separate run to another location and will be on the phone. Perfect. Loading up my spare bag I added the guns with the rubber bullets in, I decided I will go to all the locations and let them turn on each other. With the rubber bullets it will save wasting my real bullets. And the guards are not on my list so I will just f**k with them. They will be busy with each other than their master.

I hacked into the system of where the locations are. Mapping out where I will be and how much time between each place to start the fights, make them busy so I can get my target. These men were too easy; the locations were next to each other I can get across on foot. I put the bags at the front door as my laptop was scanning through the documents I needed.

Hearing a noise outside I look through the peephole and see I have a new neighbour moving in. Someone else was putting a camera on the front door. The two who are moving in do not look to be normal people, they are part of something, mafia, gang or something, maybe my stepsister has got the new hubby to get some men to watch over me and maybe take me out. I wouldn’t put it past my stepsister as I had insulted her by not caring about some stupid engagement.

I noted to keep an eye on them as this is very suspicious and need to keep on guard to any attacks. I went back to my laptop and added an extra screen to watch from my front door camera. No one knows it is there as it is one of them nanny cams that you hide.

I could see them looking over at my door at lot. When they were speaking code trying to not look obvious, I knew they was here to keep an eye on me. Testing the waters, I picked up the little remote that can control the hallway lights. I left my flat not looking at them, making it look as if I was slipping past them and walked quickly to the stairway, opening the door, but going round to the other hallway, I clicked the hallway lights off. I blended in with the shadows, as one of the new ‘neighbours’ walked around. He took the bait of the stairwell door shutting. If I was on the stairs, he would see me going down.

Waiting in the shadows he came back out looking confused. Looking around he started to walk towards me in the hallway, I knew he couldn’t see me, but the look of confusion of the lights out was what drew him towards me. I turned off his lights off in the hallway he was in. As I did this, I went towards him and flicked the other lights on, then turned off the lights on my hallway. I slipped back into my flat and made the lights flicker and switch back on.

The other one who was doing the camera on the door called out his friend’s name and they met up, looking at my door again. They looked as if they had seen a ghost. They made there way into the flat they have moved into, and I see the camera blink on. This has now confirmed they are here for me.

I packed up a few bags as I will need to leave and go to a hotel as I am not going to have these two morons stop me from this job. I already slipped with my dad. No more.

I flicked the lights off again looking through the peephole and just as I expected, night vision camera. Letting out a sigh I put the lights back on. Guess I will be going through the vents. I had built a fake ceiling that has just enough gap between it and the real one to fit me in. There I had a vent I built to go through the walls to escape outside if I ever was hunted. I may be the best in the business, but you never know when your time is up, we are all disposable, just a number, there is more children to be trained.

Putting my bags up and then pulling myself up standing on a chair to give me a boost I made my way through. It wasn’t the best way to escape as it was dusty, mouse droppings that was old and it smelled stale.

I made it out and went to a hotel close by. I set up for a few nights as I can’t come back here after the hit. Pulling out my fake I.D I signed in and paid cash. I was on the first floor. Good I will be able to drop out of a window if I need to. The ground floor was the restaurant, the loungeeception area. Simple, easy and cheap.

Getting into my room I went through to make sure no hidden cameras are in place, no hiding places or easy access through a mirror. All seemed to be fine. Setting up my laptop, not bothering to unpack as no need to, I got back to work, as I have a mouse to catch, and this time he will not scurry through my fingers.

My personal phone I left at home so if anyone manages to hack it, it will look like I am there. I made sure I put it on loud so the two guards will hear it and think I am in there, after a few rings it will divert so anyone would think I have answered.

Very soon little mouse you will be meeting your maker and have judgement rain upon you. No more will children be trafficked as I will make sure the one next to run the empire will know I will be after them also.

This will be my best kill so far, anyone who targets children are always my favourite, they think they are mighty as kids are weak, so they think they are strong. The higher they rise the harder they fall, and what a fall this one will be. My second favourite is spouses who think hitting their spouse is acceptable, they always cry the hardest.

Soon little mouse. The hunt has now started.