Chapter 6
1135 Words
Ben Pov.
I leave my suitcase on the floor until I finish my cigarette, glancing out the window to see if there are people around the block.
No one. Exactly as I thought.
I roll up my left sleeve and look at the clock. 22:29. I throw the cigarette on the floor and then destroy it with my boot. In a minute, the boss of the National Bank will leave his corner of crazy people thinking that he will get home.
That won't happen.
I pull the zipper of the suitcase and take out the sniper, starting to assemble it in pieces. I own a CZ TSR with which I learned to take out targets from a long distance. Some would call me a criminal because I take people's lives, and they would be right, only that I do more than a criminal does. A criminal, by definition, means a person who commits illegal acts. Well, I do these things legally. I get contracts from people who want to get rid of other people. Call me what you want, but I like to call myself a cleaner. I clean the planet of scumbags that do not bring anything beneficial to the planet, they only bring it to the stage of rot. I put the scope in its place, then after a last check of the time, I stick my eye to the scope and look for my target. It is one kilometer away from my chosen place, but that is not a problem. After fixing the angle and checking the wind, I pull the trigger. The target falls to the ground before getting into his car, and I start packing my things.
I put my suitcase in which I put the gun in pieces, then I leave the building.
I notify the contractor that the target is eliminated, then I go to the next task.
Tonight is more crowded than usual. I didn't want to accept these contracts because I wanted to spend time with my daughter, but once you enter such a world, you can't get out that easily. Just dead. So I accepted, and did what I usually do. I let my daughter stay with Iris until tomorrow morning.
After the second target was eliminated, I returned home and went directly under the shower, washing myself of the sins and blood of the victim. With the second victim, things deviated a little from the plan and I had to eliminate him after the primary techniques, so because he was fighting for his life, his blood also reached me.
I watch how the water combined with the liquid of life flows down the drain and I pour water from my eyes, starting to wash myself. The dead gather around me and point at me trying to talk to me. Their lips move forming words that don't reach my eardrums at all, leaving only silent claps. Although I don't hear the voices of those I sent to the other world, I know what they want to tell me.
They will tell me that my soul is damned, destined to end up in the seventh circle of hell where I will be tortured by them for an eternity. They will tell me that no one will be safe near me and that everyone around me will be swallowed up by the darkness that has found its home in my soul. They will tell me that no one will want to be part of my life because no one will be able to love a criminal. They will tell me that I am destined to die alone, without anyone caring for me.
But then it became light. I saw in front of me a blinding light that drove away all the dead souls that surrounded me. A light so strong that I was almost blinded by its brilliance, and yet I could not take my eyes off of it. It was the most beautiful face I had ever seen, and the fact that she stuttered when she introduced herself was the cutest thing I had ever seen up to this age.
Iris's new roommate... I realized right away that she is young. Very young for me, so I immediately took my cue from her.
Or so I thought, because as soon as I took Gigi from the girls' room, she couldn't stop talking about Anna. And yes, I was curious about every thing that my daughter was telling about this Anna with such joy.
I was surprised to learn that Anna was the one who took care of my daughter and not Iris. It was strange to learn that a totally unknown person had the good sense and patience to take care of a child he did not know. But, just looking at her in those few minutes that I waited in front of the dorm room, I could see that she is a warm person.
I have to remember that if I see her again, to thank her for taking such care of my daughter so that she doesn't miss me. Iris couldn't always calm her down, but Anna had no problem with that.
Imagine the surprise I had when I noticed it at my party. I'm sure she let herself be convinced by Iris to come to the party because she doesn't seem to feel at ease. I sat in the shade for a few minutes and looked at her. I saw how she licked the excess liquor from his lips, wishing I had been the one to do that. Then I saw her walking around the kitchen analyzing every utensil or cutlery as if it were something enchanting, and when she leaned towards the bottom cupboard of the kitchen, her bottom caught my attention. It doesn't have prominent shapes, but I can tell that if I were to touch that round bottom it would be firm. I would like to touch her more, so I would place my palm over the front of her jeans, taking her femininity in my palm. She would tremble and I would ask her for more.
I shake my head trying to get rid of all these thoughts, but I realize that I am already too affected. A part of my body became interested in everything she hides under those clothes. When I talked to her, she was biting her lip continuously making my p***s contract. She doesn't even know she's biting his lip, and that's damn hot. I had to end the dialogue between us and look for another occupation, if I don't want to f**k her right in that kitchen, in front of everyone.
What the hell is wrong with me? She's just a child... I can't be so sick as to think of her like that.
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