The Devil Inside

Chapter 1

Lexi's P.O.V. 

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"Bro that mission was so easy, like what do they think of us?" I roll my eyes at that. My best friend Tommy people. He has no filter but when he needs to he can be serious. Usually he can make me laugh at anything he does or says but right now, I just want to punch someone in the face until they can't be recognised. 

"Tommy I really don't need to be rude or sound like a b***h, but can you please stop talking, I'm really not in the mood. That mission just pissed me off." He sighed, understanding. The mission was to break into a house, kill anyone in it, which was easy, and steal the flash drive they had that contained information about numerous d**g deals, and auctions for young girls. That, pissed me off. Like, who the hell do they think they are to sell young girls to old perverted men for what ever they please? 

We pulled up to my house, got out of the Jeep and walked up to the front door. 

"Yo Uncle Raymond! We're home!" I yell into the surprisingly empty house. 

"Um Tommy, where is Raymond?" I ask him, who has a bit of confusion etched onto his face.

"Maybe he's out, or better yet, maybe he's out getting laid" I sigh, only Tommy. 

"No he's always here when we get back from a mission, unless he has one of his own, and then he would contact us. Something's wrong, I'm going to check his office, you stay here and keep watch." I say sternly to him, but Tommy being Tommy already had his g*n in his hands and was walking towards Uncle Raymond's office. Tommy opened the door, quickly, but quietly, raised his g*n but then stiffened and lowered his g*n. That usually means that the room is empty, or that there is a dead body in there. 

"Alexandra I think it would be better if you went and called HQ and tell them to get over here, fast." Ok what? He hasn't called me Alexandra since we first were partnered together. 

"No Tommy, show me what's in this office. I need to see because Uncle Raymond is my only family besides you, so move, NOW!" I yelled the last part, hoping it would catch on that I wasn't in the mood to mess with. He sucked in a big breath, moved out of the way, and when he did, I wished that I had just listened to him. There, in that very office, was my Uncle Raymond's body, dismembered. Everything was disconnected from his torso, his fingers off of his hands, and his toes off of his feet. 

"I'll go call HQ now." I whispered then turned and practically ran out of the office. I didn't cry, I didn't show any emotion, but I was feeling a lot of them right now. I promise you Uncle Raymond, I will kill who ever did this to you, giving them a slow, painful and ever lasting death.