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Part 34 - Change of plan

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(Tyler's POV)
I was feeling amazing. After so damn long our job was finished. I've never witness any contracts to be this long. But I felt wave of sadness when I release that I would have let Craig go.

He was stupid idiot, which I was using for my own pleasures, with fucked up personality, but something deep inside me was telling me different. It was his innocence, his childish character, his pure soul. I was so confused over him, over myself.

I checked if he was still sleeping, and then I pulled out the phone, calling Madison. She picked it up in a few seconds.

"Listening," she greeted me.

"I got the numbers," I informed her.

"Really? That's amazing. Tell me."

"First I need to see the money," I replied firmly.

I waited few minutes before she spoke again. I saw Craig waking up. He greeted me by smiling at me, walking to the kitchen.

"You won't give me the codes without the rest?" She guessed and I nodded, even though she couldn't see it.

"Then we have to change the some small things in out contract."

I frowned, anger slowly filling my body.

"What do you mean?"

"You can't kill him. Not yet. You need to keep him down. Week or two."

"Excuse me?" I said slowly.

"Your reward will be tripled, I promise."

I took a deep breath, massaging my temples. When I thought this would be all over, she changed her mind.

"I need to think about it. I'll call you in a few minutes."

I hung up, growling, attracting Craig's attention.

"Something wrong?" He asked me innocently, sitting on the bed with his early breakfast.

"No need to worry, just some fucking problems in the job. I need to call my boss," I said, standing up to go somewhere safe to call Delirious.

"Ok. Don't let me be alone for too long."

I leaned down, kissing him on lips, then walking away.

"Don't worry, baby boy."

I walked into the living room, closing every door behind me just to be sure he wouldn't hear me. I called Delirious when I knew it was safe.

"Give me her number," he commanded as a greeting.

"We're not done, Delirious. She wants you to keep him alive for week or two," I informed him.

"What does this suppose to mean? She wanted the code, and that was it. What the fuck is she playing on?"

"Don't fucking raise your voice at me, I didn't do shit. You want to call her? I can give you her fucking number," I said bit frustrated.