I had been in New York for 12 days, we had an apartment, it was on top of a posh apartment block, glass wall running along one side of the open plan room, the kitchen was a simple island, the sofa and tv near the door and two doors, one to the bathroom and one to the bedroom.
Anyway, I had done some jobs.
Jobs being assassinations and robberies. It was amazing, I had seen sights I never thought I would and I found some people who would help me with complicated heists.
"A job?" I asked tom, he gave me a look, he was blonde, brown eyes, tall, very muscly! He was terrifyingly awesome!
"Yes, a job, assassination and trust me sweet cheeks you can do it, so get your ass ready!" He yelled. I smiled and walked off, I grabbed the sniper and my cat suit. Time to go to work.
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Super short! Sorry, I have writers block and well, I'm so tired! I'll try and update a better chapter next week. I promise, better and more juicy chapters coming up!
Just bare with me!
-Parker
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Unique.
ActionSo, basically, about a kickass chick. Everyone is unique, it's how life runs, but what if it stopped running? Would life still run? Or would it stop?
