Carolyn woke up feeling sores all over. It didn't take long before everything came crashing back to her. Tracking Shelby and nearly being killed and her dead partner. All these things in mind, Carolyn had one confusion and that is being with Shelby.
Making love with the small blonde always feels like making love to two people. She opened her eyes to find the blonde staring at her a fond expression on her stunning face. She didn't look like she just woke up and Carolyn knows that she must look a mess. She has never have a good morning face.
" Why does sleeping with you feel like having sex with two different people? "
She had asked the question not because she expected an answer but as a way to distract the blonde from her intense stare. She was getting self conscious. She was thrown for the loop when the blonde said she has multiple personality disorder.
Wow! She has never met someone with it before. I
Everything was in chaos. With Lightning gone and the rest of the best assassin dead, the Corps was in great disarray.Percy has most of his men out there looking for Lightning with an order to bring the woman back alive.He had rescinded the order of bringing her in dead or alive when his second reminded him of the contract at hand and that they still need someone to carry out the kill.Having lost most of their skilled assassin in the latest hunt and Lightning out in the wind there wasn't anyone skillful enough to assassinate the vice president and that is why he wants the runaway assassin brought back in alive.Once she has completed the mission Percy will then take care of her. Which means they need to start afresh recruitment.Percy had come in early this morning to monitor things from the office. Some of his tech guys are monitoring to see if either the cop or Lightning will use any of their cards
Lightning didn't know why the cop didn't listen to her and it annoyed the hell out of her. Her reckless action brought their enemies to their hideout, which made their getaway almost impossible.She had had to confiscate her phone so the cop is not tempted to call anyone for help.Lightning scoffed as she remembered the cop asking to give herself up. As if she would be stupid enough to trust the Justice system in the state. She will most likely be dead before she makes it to the police station.Percy's reach into the government was so verse that Lightning was not ready to trust anyone's words. She was going to Marcus because she put her trust in the guy's feelings for her to know that he wouldn't betray her. Nevertheless, it was a risky gamble.On their way to LA Lightning tried to figure out a way to end this and make sure that she and Carolyn gets to live their lives safely becaus
Hunt one Creating the target. On the thirtieth floor of a fifty-floor office building behind the door that has CEO Shihon Pharmaceuticals, a phone rang and the man behind the big dark well-polished desk picked up the phone. He is in his early sixties with full-on grey hair styled on neatly to the back, with a side opening. He is a handsome man, well built for a man of his age. " Hello, " he speaks into the phone. " I am sorry sir to inform you that your company lost the bid, " a female voice said from the other side of the phone. " WHAT!! " He gasped into the phone as all the blood drained from his face. Suddenly his dark blue tie became too tight for him and he loosened it to alow some air to his clogged up throat. " May I ask
Selecting the assassins The next morning Percy dressed in an impeccable Armani suit, with his dyed black hair planes all back with a neat parting at the side and a black briefcase, Percy walked into Skyrose publishing company, a twenty-floor towering skyscraper at the heart of the city with his two security guards. The lobby was a busy pandemonium with people coming and going. He turned to his left and headed for one of the elevators. The building had two of them one on the left and one to the right. inside one of his men, a tall burly man with hefty muscles that could squash an egg with minimal effort pressed the button to start the lift, but instead of going up the lift went down to open to another floor which most of the city lacks the knowledge of its existence. " Your coffee sir, " a young tall lanky guy with geeky glasses and mouse-shaggy curly hair said to Percy in a twitchy nervous tone while making sure that the files in his
Dark Shadow sat quietly in a hidden dark corner inside a shady-looking bar nursing his drink while all around him noise and chaos reigned. There was a fighting ring below and people were screaming for the choice of their winner. He had a black hood over his head that kept him hidden from prying eyes and the deadly aura emanating from him made sure no one approached him, but people hardly noticed him because of how hidden he sat. The lack of awareness from the people in the bar didn't mean that Dark Shadow was unaware of everything happening around him. He sat with his back to the wall, and a clear view to the door, that afforded him the knowledge of who enters or leaves the bar a perfect position for anyone who lives with the constant threat to his life. His lithe frame is primed and alert ready to react at any sign of danger. Once he was done with his drink he stood from the table dropped a couple of bills on it and headed down the iron stairs
LAA man is seen standing in a large beautifully designed modern office facing the window with one hand in his suit pocket and the other holding a glass of wine as he stared off through the floor-to-ceiling window into the city. He had a bored look in his eyes and seemed lost in his thoughts.The sound of his door opening made him turn around. He adjusted the frame of the medicated glasses covering his dark brown eyes, to regard the man that just walked into his office.In terms of looks, the man wouldn't be considered handsome but he has an attractive face and a good body build that tends to make people pause to stare at him when he walks by." Did you find her? " He asked the person that just walked in." Yes boss, " the young man answered in a polite tone making his way forward to hand him the file he had in his hand." Where is she? "" New York City, " the young man answered.An in
The large man sitting on the wooden bench, bare-chested with his upper body full of decorative tattoos of souvenirs from his every kill, and his huge arms muscles bulging under the strain of his opponent trying to force his hand down preened under the adulation of his cheering fans. He drives so much pleasure in confirming his masculinity when he defeats the men that challenge him to arm wrestle in this bar. He has been coming here for years and used the bar as an escape from the shitty life he lives. He was a man that thrives under violence and chaos which is provided to him by the men who contract him to kill for them and here is where he comes to unwind from all those killings and violence. For a few months now he hasn't had any job and he is getting antsy, and the little excitement provided by these challenges and the exhilaration from the crowd is what is keeping him from going bat shit crazy.He looked at the guy sitting across from him. He was big but he was bigg
The crowd was all frozen in time as they gawked at the scene before them, their eyes large as a saucer, jaws down on the floor, face horrified in stark in disbelief. They couldn't comprehend how the sensual encounter that had most of them spotting a hard-on could suddenly turn south leaving them with a dead man on the floor and a knife sticking off his neck. While they were all occupied with the corpse Lightning slithered away like a ghost before anyone could notice her absence.She hurried towards the entrance passing two men in black at the stairs whom she paid no attention to focus on making a clean getaway.The two men in question made their way into the bar where they threw a smoke bomb into the room which had everyone coughing and blinded resulting in frightful screeches and chaos.When the fog of smoke cleared from the room the dead man on the floor was nowhere to be seen which frightened the crowd more and sent them running for the hills and