The man carelessly stepped over the dead body and further into the alley, enough that the dim lightbulb above me showed his face.
It would be a shame to kill a man before even seeing what he looked like.
My eyes widened ever so slightly.
Especially if his face looked like that.
A confident smirk tugged on the side of his lips, his electric blue eyes locking onto mine.
"I really did, but I'm sorry to inform you that you just did all of that work for nothing." he stated, his grin still staying strong.
I cocked up an eyebrow as he stopped about 8 feet from me.
"Did I now?"
This guy was going to be more trouble than he's worth.
He gave me a single nod.
"Unfortunately, whatever is in that briefcase belongs to m-"
I drew my hand back and threw my knife directly towards his chest, trying my best not to hurt that pretty face of his.
When Lexi Malor's mother died, she and her brother had no idea what thier lives would be like living within the custody of their father.
How could they, they had never met him?
Lexi often wondered what her father did, but she never expected to be the daughter of a crime Lord. She never expected to be thrown into his work against her will, and she never expected to have to pay her keep.
Since she was the only girl her father had within her group, she would often go on jobs to get information. She would do whatever she had to to get it. Over, and over again.
Of corse she couldn't refuse to do it. Her father was only keeping her around because she was useful.
She soon accepted it to be her life, she never thought of treason, she never even imagined it. All she wanted to do, was stay alive.
No matter what, she would stay alive no matter who tried to get in her way.