"Shh Amore we will find him" his arms holding me tightly to his torso
"You said that about Andres and they dropped him on our doorstep like garbage" Pushing him away, I head for our room. Dressing in all black with a leather jacket I head for the garage, finding the keys to a motorcycle. Placing the helmet overhead I speed out, spraying gravel as I go.
Speeding through town past the brothel, the restaurant I arrive at Tammy's mother's house. One police cruiser watching the property.
Good thats good I tell myself as I watch from a distance but something doesn't feel right, deep in my gut. Taking of my helmet, I walk past the police cruiser, a black hat in place and a neck scarf covering up to my lower lashes. At first I don't see anything out of the usual, the car was lit up by lights of their compact technology screens, but the figure remains unmoving.
Deciding this distance wasn't working, I dare a closer look. Most that would happen is their eyes would be on me and maybe a sighting report if I was unlucky. Their intercoms come alive with beeps as I see the life leaving the eyes of the cop in the glowing light. Looking vacant to the distance, a gloved hand sliding between the seats.
Shit they're already here ...
Running for the house I jump up grabbing the top of the fence and use my foot as a leg over landing on a paving slab. My back hugging the wall, I walk round the side of the house peering into the open garden. Nothing stands out, no shadows, no lurking men. I aim for the sliding French doors. My fingers try the handle first hoping to find it locked, only for the door to pull away from the frame
"You have got to be shitting me" hissing at her stupidity but thankful for the easy access. I slide inside searching the darkened room hearing a click
"Don't move .." Tammy's mother points the barrel of a shotgun to my chest, my hands slowly rise
"You kill my daughter ?" I shake my head
"No, but the man who did is already here" her eyes flick down a corridor of doors "is he here ?" I step towards her train of sight
Click "I said don't move !" My hands stay at either side of my head
"Okay, but you need to. Go pack a bag for him and I'll buy you time, you got a car ?" She nods "Good, I'm going to give you my phone now and you need to ring the name Nico while driving"
My hand goes to my jacket pocket and there outstretched in my palm is my phone
"Here, tell him I'm here and where you need to go but you need to go now"
"Why .."
"Because I knew your daughter briefly but, I know the people she's involved with more and her son doesn't deserve the same faite just like she didn't" I hear hushed footsteps approaching
"Please go, I can only protect you so long" with that she runs and I lock the door, closing the blinds. Grabbing two knifes from the drawers I go to her grandsons room and help pack the bag she needs
"Where's your car ?"
"Out front, parked outside the neighbours house" shit
Peeking through the blinds I see two men coming for the gate
"Okay they are going to come round back, can you slip out the window ?" She nods "on my count Okay?" She nods again and my heart thumps
"One" the gate bangs against the fence
"Two.." I slide open the window as I hear the door clicking
"Three !" Once she's through the window, I pass over her grandson sliding out behind her closing the glass. I have to make sure they make it to the car. I can hear them chatting in a foreign tongue, Russian. I watch Tammy's mum finish fastening the child into the car seat, shutting the door as he begins to cry causing the footsteps to holt.
"Think she's out front!" standing with my back hugging the wall, I wait for the front door to open. When it does I punch the man in the gut and hold onto the top railing of the porch as I swing my feet back, landing them in his sternum watching him stumble back into the house
"Not tonight boys .." shutting the door behind me with a 'click' I see the last of the headlights disappear from view
"Well, Look who it is..." his accent hard for my ears, the fear of my teenage self bubbling in my chest, threatening to choke the air.
"I never thought I'd get this lucky .." his blade glinting in the light, the same as the night it claimed Jorge.
"Guess faite's trying to tell you what's coming for you"
"And that would be .." his soulless eyes looking to mine
"Me" I dance with his man while he leans and watches from the open kitchen. My knife slicing at his side as I go under arm, I lean to the left as his arm flies past my face my blade now biting at his joint. Slowly blood trickles free, dripping, spraying.
"Urghh" he dives forward again, sloppy. I bury my blade once into his stomach, his hand grasping at my shoulder. His voice gurgling as his face full of pain changes because of the numbness he now feels. Death creeping in for him, blanketing him but I don't move my eyes from Viktar.
"Impressive princess, you've learnt from your last mistakes" his head tilting, a smile from my bloody clothing and the dying man on the floor
"Don't know if you've noticed but your target already left" my head now tilting to his
"It's okay.. I've found something better " his teeth bare to me in a smile and my throat fills with acid
"Do you remember my little .. friend here ..?" His knife glinting in his hand "he's the same one I used to kiss your brother goodnight"
"Fuck you" I seeth at him as I impulsively dive at him. He of course anticipated my moves, leaning this way and that nicking me underarm.
"Tut tut princess, your being sloppy.." gritting my teeth my blade slices at the air between us but Viktar effortlessly disarms me, holding me in a choke hold lips to my ear
"So full of anger .. hatred" huffing excitedly "is it all for me ..?" Breathing out a laugh my fingers wrap around the blade concealed in my belt
"No, but this is" I run us backward until our bodies collide with the counter. With my free hand I place his forearm between my teeth and clamp hard until blood fills my mouth. He howls and I bury my knife into the same thigh I shot him in years ago, pulling and dragging it through his flesh
"Fucking bitch !" Shoving me from his body, rolling away. His hand continously pulling at the embedded blade
"I wouldn't if I was you .." in a squated stance, his blacked eyes holding mine "or you could, I wouldn't mind watching you bleed to death slowly .. painfully .." I smile to his pain, my eyes flashing back with his same evil that now look to my bloodied lips
"Oh Emilie .." gushes through his lips "You are more beautiful then the first day I saw you ..." wetting his lips "you know .." he pants "I have been marked by you three times now and yet... yet you are to have something of me .." Frowning I straighten with my reacquainted knife
"Let's settle that .. shall we ?" He pulls a hand gun on me
BANG BANG
Two shots, silence
YOU ARE READING
Mafia's Assassin
ActionTHIS BOOK IS DARK AND VIOLENT. SOME SCENES MAY BE DISTURBING, MATURE THEMES PRESENT THROUGHOUT. ***this book has gone through some storyline changes from chapter 6 onwards *** ~~ Places, names and locations are made up throughout. Google translate...
