Chapter 10: Blank
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Hunters POV
What the f**k happened.
"Never gonna happen."
Her words replay in my mind as I down 6 shots in record time.
No woman has ever told me no before. And for some messed up reason hearing no makes me want her even more.
This is my third time back at this club, black in this booth and I still can't get her out of my head.
I haven't seen her in a month and she's all I can think about. Even after banging Samantha.
Twice.
Speak of the devil she shall appear.
Samantha comes into the booth and takes a seat downing a few of my shots before speaking.
"I knew I'd find you here." She says and I know exactly what she wants.
"Get lost Sammy I'm not in the mood." I get straight to the point for her.
"Oh come on Hunt, I can't stop thinking about the last time we did it. And you know you want me." She says seductively licking her lips then nibbling on the bottom one.
I'm not gonna lie her head game is top notch but that's just about it, she's not that great in bed.
I think about if she's worth it or not but I'm unable to come to a conclusion. I'm not even in the mood for s*x right now.
"Piss off, I'm not in the mood tonight." I repeat myself and I see a flash of hurt in her eyes but its gone as quickly as it came.
"Then I'll just go do it with Justin then." She huffs.
"Is that supposed to make me jealous?" I ask coloring my voice with boredom.
"F**k you Hunter." She barks and throws the drink she ordered at me.
I don't give her a reaction and that makes her even angrier. She grabs a drink from a random person the throws it at me then storms off. I'm just glad she's gone.
I leave enough money for everything plus a $500 tip.
I groan while getting into my car, she ruined my night. Can't a guy get sh*t faced in peace anymore.
Being a spy sucks, I've built up a tolerance for alchohol so it's hard to get drunk.
As I enter my apartment I know someone's inside, and I know exactly who it is.
"How did you get in here?"
"There's nothing a little womanly charm can't do." She say deviously.
"What do you have for me."
"Well so far I've found out it's a man who did it, but every time I get close to finding out who he is I meet a dead end."
I scoff at her excuse.
"Some informant you are."
"Don't be ungrateful now, if it wasn't for me you wouldn't be getting any info at all." She says calmly then her presence disappears.
She probably went off the balcony.
Yep, as I suspected.
I grab a pack of beer and sit on the balcony looking out at the city. Its lit up by so many different lights. And even though more than half of the population is asleep right now the place looks as lively as ever.
So the person responsible for my mother's death is a man.
I can't wait to find him so I can get my revenge. I hope he knows his death will be a slow and painful one.
And I will enjoy every second of it.
The next morning I'm woken up by the ringing of my phone.
"What do you have for me."
"What else except a mission."
"Is it with her?"
"Ofcourse not."
"Then I decline."
"Stop playing around, you need to be here in an hour." Margaret ends the call without a second thought.
I've been asking to be sent on a mission with her for awhile now but I keep getting shot down.
I guess this mission can get my mind off her for while.
At least I hope so.
After being briefed about the target I head for the cruise ship.
According to my information he should be boarding this ship in approximately an hour.
"Are you ready to board" one of the hostesses asks me politely.
I scan her features and my eyes stop at her large boobs, I guess I know who I'll be banging tonight.
"No, I'm waiting on a friend." I say flashing her my perfect smile.
I can't help the tiny smirk that slips onto my face when she checks me out.
I can't wait to get this job over with.
But the target never showed, I quickly call Margaret to asks what's the deal.
"The target never showed." I say as she picks up.
"What, that's not possible." She says sounding a bit worried.
"What the hell is going on?" I ask feeling impatient.
I hear her tapping on her keyboard so I know she's checking it out.
"He canceled his trip last minute."She informs me.
Well there goes my chance of forgetting about her.
"So what am I supposed to do?"
"Get back to headquarters I have a different job for you."
No rest for the wicked I see.
- Writer
