Tracking you down

Bailed out

Alessandra

“Inmate 478233, it’s your lucky day. You got bail get your stuff sunshine.” yuck. I hate being called that. Little does he know I’ve probably k*lled people more than the times the he can say sunshine. Sunshine my a*s. As I grab my stuff I wonder, I definitely didn’t get out on good behavior, so how the hell am I getting out?

Well you can imagine how my thoughts came to a halt once I walked out and saw the f*cking head of an agency, that I broke into and k*lled three of their men. man am I in deep sh*t.

“Sandra, baby how long has it been.” It’s cold as s**t and the only thing I have on is my old suit I wore when I get arrested 8 months ago. “You bailed me out?.” I already knew the answer.

He c****d an eyebrow and pushed his blonde locks out his face “yes, I did because I need a favor.” I scoffed “what now elijah?” He smirked, f*cking smirked. A*sshole I swear he’s next on my hit-list

“I have someone I need you to take out.” See now I don’t get it he runs a whole agency and he need Me to take someone out. Something’s not adding up “oh yeah, so you put me in jail for m*rder, than bail me out to commit m*rder?” He chuckles.

Nothing is f*cking funny “well this job we need a female in particular to go undercover. Because you can’t just sho*t this man, he’s harder to k*ll, so you must go undercover.” What. The. H*ll “excuse me? And why should I do it?” He takes a step forward and looks me in the eyes “because just how I got you out of jail,” his breath got on my face

“I can put you right back in sunshine.”

F*cking hell That nickname makes my skin crawl. “When do I start elijah?” He smiles. A actual genuine f*cking smile like he’s happy? How can he be happy with this sh*t “soon, sunshine now let’s get you to head quarters, we have a lead on when his gonna be tonight. So we must get you prepared

He talks my head off the whole ride there and when we finally get there he starts talking again except this time it’s actually about the case.

“This is Xavier Thomas Abate.” He holds a picture of a man. And man oh man is he s*xy he has dark black hair arms full of tattoos strong build and emerald green eyes. “He’s a manslaughter, he’s very close to committing g*nocide with the number of men he’s k*lled.”

Why are the hot ones always mentally ill. “ he’s one of the biggest threats we’ve faced so you have to be careful and cautious about not getting caught am I clear?”

I nod in agreement, I’ll be fine there isn’t a job that I can’t complete. Right?