Leaping up the fire escape to our home base, I draw two daggers with one hand, and take out a key to unlock the chain across my window. Trust doesn't thrive between thieves, spies, and murderers.
I jump into my room, gather up the little belongings I have and shove it in a bag. I unlock the actual door, and strut out, backpack slung over my shoulder.
Reeee, the door to Elias's apartment creaks open a slight bit. Something shuffles around inside. Then a low voice asks "Who's there?"
I freeze. One, two, three.
As the door swings open, I take a shot, launching the daggers.
I hear a scream. Elias's scream.
I smile. I rarely ever miss my mark.
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Vicious Trust
Short StoryMariah Sinco, a part-time spy, thief, and murderer. She works for Elias Kurman, a cruel mafia boss. Elias refuses to give Mariah the payment for doing her job unless she does one more dangerous job. Mariah's furious, and her boss might not be presen...
