un·der·bel·ly
/ˈəndərˌbelē/
noun
A hidden unpleasant or criminal part of society.
"the dark underbelly of a ghetto"
"I do for me and mine how I see fit. Even if I have to wage war against everything in my path." His voice so powerful it felt like i...
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You may be easily triggered by this chapter and if so I am very sorry, you can skip this one and I promise I'll try to make it make sense for you in the following chapters.
Oakley'Cench' Caesar-Su One week later West London, London
My phone rang for the third time and it was Ameena. We are family but not exactly friends so seeing her name across my screen was weird, I sent it to voicemail again. I was busy, currently I was on my way to Hal's house. Where I'd keep my promise of exterminating everyone in his family.
The family composed of two sons, in their mid twenties, his wife, and the family dog. Of course there were missing persons reports out for him, but he'd be found later this week because I had successfully shipped his head to the Sigman brothers headquarters. And if they didn't get it then of course someone would pass the message along.
The streets were absolutely deserted as I drove down the street in a rental car, a black Honda accord and then my phone began to ring with a call from Killian. I sucked my teeth and sent it to voicemail, she couldn't distract me with the shit I have to get done.
I opted to leave the phone in the car, making sure my gun was on me and my knife as well. I slipped on two pairs of gloves, and two pairs of shoes covers over my feet. My balaclava was slipped over my head, and I put on a my hoodie as I stepped out of the car in a back alley.
From this alley it was a fifteen minute walk to his neighborhood, and I took the walk looking as normal as anyone else on the street, which were few people. The walk was over quickly as I came up to his house, there was a side wall that connected the front to the back. On this side wall was their power box, and I knew this because this wasn't my first time at Hal's home.
Apart of my long days when I came back from New York the first time was watching the routine of the family, and because of that I knew everyone was asleep. Still I slipped into the back gate and scaled the side of the house out of view of the cameras, I pulled my knife out and found the electric wire and cut it.
All the cameras were cut so I used a pin to unlock the side door, pulling out my gun I slid through the opening of the door, where the first victim of the night would be the family dog. From my hours of watching, I learned that each boy occupied a room in the front, and the parents had the back room. Quickly and quietly I crept up the stairs, and I shot the first brother three times.
Steps away from his room was the second brother that received the same farewell gift. There was movement from mothers room and some confusion when she realized the lights wouldn't turn on, I silently cursed because I was hoping to get through this night with no interactions. In the dimly illuminated hallway from the street light outside, I saw a belt and quickly picked it up as her footsteps creaked against the floor because she was walking towards her door.
