At King’s house Steph held a gun in her hand waiting for a command,
“Again” came the voice of a lady directing Steph how to kill on the spot, her aim with a gun had improved so well that she could shoot long range distances and through the corner, it took her a week of intensive training to get to where she was all because she wanted to exact her revenge on Anabel.
She shot all the faces of her target in the head without missing a single shot, in her head she had envisioned shooting Anabel in the head countless times.
“Perfect” her instructor recommended with a look of pride on her face, it took them a while to get to where they were but she was glad that her efforts have been put to good use.
“She is ready” she informed King standing by the window smoking a cigarette,
“Are you sure a
