Possession •finished don't read•

Chapter 31

November 24th

Sam's POV

1 day before.

I entered the coffee shop and waited for the person I needed to talk to.

Right after the waiter took my order of a coffee, the man walked in and scanned the room and then saw me and sat down across from me.

"Hello," he said. Pft professional.

"Tom right?" I asked.

"If I wasn't tom I doubt I would have sat here." He says.

"Very true," I say. "So tom, I need you to find someone for me so I can well, deal with them in a way." I say sipping the coffee that was given to me.

"So you can," he starts and leans in and covers the side of his face. "Kill him" he asks. I don't nod or say anything besides giving him the picture of josh and then sliding a envelop containing a balance of money and then getting up and leaving.

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Today.

"Sam, are you actually going to kill him?" Tom says over the phone while giving me the address to where josh is staying.

"That's for me to know and you to never learn," I reply and then hang up the phone removing his number.

I drive to the address I was given and speed down the road. Once I reach the destination I grab my knives and guns and hide them while walking up to the front window and seeing if I can see anyone.

I see one person and it's josh. I wait there for 20 more minutes to see if anyone enters the room or not. So I just walk towards the door an knock on it twice leaning against the house wall and wait for him to answer the door.

Once he answers the door and he sees no one he steps out a bit and just as he is about to look around I grab the plant pot that is beside me and hit him on the head with it.

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"Glad you could wake up," I say as his eyes open and he realizes that he is tied to a chair but not before he tries to escape.

"What are you doing?" He says.

"I'm gonna kill you," I tell him opening my knife packet.

"Are you gonna kill me with those?" He asks with fear in his eyes.

"Well yes, I was planning on just shooting you but that would be too easy." I tell him and grab one of the small knives and drag it across his cheek as he screams.

"Hope no one is home." I say.

"I really wish there was now," he spits while there's blood falling from his face.

"Hm, what next," I say to myself while walking to the table with my knives.

I pull out one and walk to him with a smile on my face and slam it in his leg. I watch as he screams. "That one was for my girlfriend."

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Josh Is finally dead. I can move on and finally fall in love without having that burden about josh. I find a hotel and stay at that then tomorrow morning I am going to head back home.