I sauntered along the dark, wet alleyway, despite me wearing black buckled boots, my footsteps could barely be heard. It was the usual job today, nothing special at all.
Sighing I finally stopped below the clouded window that would get me into the abandoned building. Or so it seems to be abandoned, in fact this very building was the best place to buy ecstasy in London.
But sadly that was not why I was here standing in the bleeding cold, my brunette curls shielded from the rain with two hoods as I stared up at the window ten feet above.
Stepping back until my hand touched the opposite wall in this narrow alley way, I bent my legs and sprang towards the wall in front of me. Using my grip on my black gloves I kept on leaping from wall to wall until my hands caught onto the windows narrow ledge. If it weren't for my gloves I would have slipped off and broke my leg.
Goddamn English weather.
I pushed the window with my hand only to find it was locked.Using one hand to hold myself and another to fish around in my pocket of my black jacket I finally found my trusty spark plug. With a quick jab the window shattered leaving a hole just big enough to squeeze my slight figure through.
Dropping down I landed with cat like grace on the concrete floor straightening to look around. I had landed in one of the storage rooms where many brown parcels neatly placed on metal shelves, lay innocent on the outside but filled with drugs.Personally I found it stupid how they had all these drugs stocked up in one building, so many things could go wrong. But hey, the place has been open for as long as I've lived in London and there's never been problems with the police.
I suppose there wouldn't be a problem with police considering how much they were paid to keep their mouths shut.
This wasn't the place I needed to be. Putting my spark plug back in my pocket and crouching down slightly I crept towards the door not a single sound coming from me. Opening it slightly I found a stone hallway dimly lit by a overhead light that flickered occasionally. They should really get that fixed, it was so irritating.
There were three guards located in front of the only visible doors. They were all tall, broad shouldered and dressed in hoodies.
Alright let's get this over with.
Opening the door again I located the closest guards in front of the first door. There would be no sneaky way of getting him, what with this being an open hallway so I might as well go all out.
Slamming the door open suddenly I lunged for the guy who had frozen in shock at the loud noise suddenly disturbing the quiet. Instead of going for the shoulder like I usually do I spun around behind him and kicked his knee.
He dropped to the floor his leg not supporting him, giving me access to his vulnerable neck. With a quick motion he was down.
One down two to go.
The other guards had composed themselves and we're now charging at me with guns at the ready.I darted towards them doing the same procedure as I did the first guard to the second.
Gunfire shot out and I felt my arm singe in pain. Luckily the bullet had just skimmed my arm, leaving only a flesh wound to clean up later.I shot daggers at the daunting man and unlike the other two I decided to slide underneath this giants legs and go straight for the jewels.
I never knew that a man's voice could go so high.
After the bodies had been neatly placed in the storage room (I was extra careful not to ruin any products) I clicked the door shut and looked at the freshly cleaned hallway satisfied with my work.
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Teen FictionLondon is a dangerous place filled with dangerous people. Lexi Price knows this first hand, what with her being the messenger of Theo Rose one if the most feared people in all of the underground business. As of late, there has been a stir up in th...
