*Warning book will contain smuts, violence and drugs.*
A gun went off. No one heard anything. Nor did they see it coming. No One really noticed anything strange until the taget, A woman fell to the ground. She died instantly. Yet it took a good couple of seconds before people around her actually understood someone had been shot.
As soon as one had noticed and started Screaming the rest of them soon broke out in panic. Like a flock of disoriented birds.
This was his cue, and a Good cover. he tucked his gun away and went out from his hiding spot on the roof. He blended in naturally with the crowd and easily sliped away unoticed.
he moved swiftly across the town bridge and went straight to a phonebooth. after three signals the other end picked up. after three seconds of silence the shooter spoke. "Its done". then hung up.
Another job done adding to his long Criminal records. He allways took a beer and a sandwich after a hit. And when
Slowly walking to get something to eat his eye caught a group of three men and a woman hitting and kicking someone on the ground yelling thief and other nasty words. He didn't bother looking twice and went to the cafe.
Walking out thirty minutes later. He saw a woman crying. he knew she was the one the group had attacked. her clothes was torn and her bruised skin made people passing by look in disgust. Some pity but no one made an offer helped her. He passed her and put down his halfeaten sub in her lap. Not that he normally cared for people but the idea of tossing away food allways botherd him. He continued walking. But stopped dead in his tracks when he felt her grab his arm. He turned his head and looked straight into her eyes. "thank you" she whispered and he saw in her eyes that it was extremly painful for her to speak. A evil smirk made its way across his face when he looked even closer at the woman. "I remember you.". he said slowly.
Her eyes got filled with fear as she started remembering the man before her. he had changed alot since the last time they saw eachother.
it was her 14th birthday and her second year on the streets. she was constantly tired , afraid and hungry. She was hiding in an alley behind a pub waiting for the daily wallet or pocket to steal from. people comming out of club Rose were often criminals in various degrees. So stealing from them didnt make her feel bad.
as if on que the backdoor swung open and two men walked out. lighting a cigarr each. they looked to be in their early twenties. The left one she recognized from her hiding spot. She just couldn't remember the name.
the right man he smoked with she didn't think she ever seen. She knew that both of the men were killers and had enough money to spare for her daily dinner based om their tattoos. She never took more then food for a week. but tonight on her birthday she desided to take extra for a room at the motell.
it went like allways she pretended to bump into the taller man. While smoothly catching his wallet. she slipped it under her shirt while looking up and smiling at the man apologizing.
she slowly walked off and when she rounded the courner she read the tall mans id card " Vlad Vendelle". Fuuuck! She would be dead if caught. she put the id back into the wallet and begun walking when she suddenly heard the man now known as Vlad speak. "I do belive you have something of mine little girl."
she turned around and saw his serious face. she didn't bother to run. instead she took the wallet from her pocket and walked towards the man. "Good girl" Vlad praised.
she handed over the wallet and her head hung low. "Im sorry today is my birthday i just wanted a cupcake don't hurt me" she spoke lowly. He would kill her for sure. A few seconds of silence was broken when the other man joined them. "So this is the fucker who outwit and steal wallets from your men, a Little shit" the other man. Said to Vlad.
"Yup" he replied popping the P. Vlad took out some bills and put in her hand. "Next time you steal from me your dead little girl. whats your name?." Tom asked with an intense stare.
"M..e...M..."
"Go on then missy" Vlad added while crossing his arms over his chest.
"Melissa" She answered looking between both men.
"Dont play around your last name too obviously" Vlad spoke angrily she was pushing it.
"Im sorry I dont have one." she was holding back tears and trying not to shake. Vlad noded to Tom who reached for his inner pocket and she flinched thinking he was gonna pull out a gun she knelt down infront of the two men. "give yourself a gift." Vlad patted her head while also giving her some more money. That Tom handed over.
and just like that the two dangerous men went inside again.
Tom still looked at the hurt woman thanking him for a sandwich. the smirk never left his face. "You stole the boss wallet right?" he suddenly said laughing. It was 6 years ago. He couln't belive the homeless girl was still alive. They even made a bet. Vlad was so sure she only would last a year that they made a deal. this would be fun. Her skinny body told him she had been homeless since their last encounter.
This was to good of a opertunity to pass up. He took of his jacket and put around her. And dragged her into the diner he ate at earlier.
People began whispering when the dirty woman came in. No one wanted anything to do with her. Tom sat her down on a chair and she waited for what was to come she was in too much pain to fight him. He walked of and came back with a full course meal. and told her to eat and stay put for half an hour or get shot.
He exited the diner and she could see threw the window that he was talking on the phone while plotting something. twenty minutes after he disapeared after looking at something then chasing after it.
After a few seconds someone tapped her shoulder. she screamed while turning her head looking up at a big man with huge muscles showing threw his suit. her eyes moved up to his face revealing a much older and more handsome yet even scarier Vlad Vendelle. who gave her a grin. she was shaking. he leaned down and whispered in her ear. "Hello birthday girl"