Walking briskly down the sidewalk, I turned the corner onto a busy street. People were lined up as far as I could see to get into KillZone, a club. I walked up to the doors where the bouncers were pushing people back, pushing my black hood off of my head.
"Hey, Kale," I smiled up at him, moving so that I could get by him and move into the club. I gave cast a smirk over my shoulder at the awaiting customers who were angrily pushing forward. They all wanted to go in with me. Sadly, that was not going to be the case.
Kale nodded at me. "Aaralyn, good to see you again," he took the rope down for a moment to let me in, but put it right back up again after I had passed. This earned me and him several curse words from the nearest people, who had all been waiting for hours to get in.
I smiled. What could I say? Black Knights always got first dibs in this place, and because I was a part of their gang, I got some pretty sweet benefits. All I had to do was scare some people when the time came.
The club was decked out with strobe lights, disco ball, glitter, people dancing on the floor so much so that no one would be able to have much room to move about. There was a band playing tonight. That didn't happen very often, usually we had a DJ. I didn't know the name of the band, so I ignored them and found my way to my usual table with my usual gang upstairs. The room had a glass wall so we could see out and watch everything below us.
"Hey, Aaralyn," one of the guys greeted me as I sat down. He snapped his fingers at the waiter to get me something to drink. "I didn't think you were going to make it tonight."
"Joel," I grabbed his hand and pulled him in for a hug, the usual greeting for all of us. "I escaped," I shrugged. "Rather be here than there by far." I took a seat opposite Joel next to Erik. Giving Erik a quick kiss on the lips before I sat down. "Hey."
He smiled at me, putting his hand on my leg to show everyone else that I was his. "Hey, Babe." I leaned into him and smiled. I loved this part of my life, being here with friends who cared about me.
"So, what's on the agenda for tonight?" I asked everyone. There were three others at a different table behind us, and two others that were standing by the windows looking down on everyone.
Erik piped up, "Boss wants us to take out some guy named Henry Guild. He's got a lot of money that we need, but his son won't give any to us unless his old man is out of the way. So, it's our job to make sure he meets his end."
I nodded, a smile on my lips. "Sounds fun. Let's go."
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The four of us, Erik, Joel, Me, and Candy walked down the alley where we knew we could get into the apartment of the man we needed to ax. Candy was a woman from the club who was ruthless, almost too much so. She wasn't scared of anyone or anything. I admired her take no heat attitude, but it had deemed her the bitch in the group.
Joel looked at us, each of us held a bat in our hands. A gun would be too noisy, so beating him to death would be quick and easy. Erik had his knife to cut his windpipe as well, to make the death even quicker. He nodded once before he kicked in the door to the apartment and we surged inside, taking the steps two at a time.
Guild's apartment was on the fourth floor, so it took us a few minutes to reach the landing. Joel nodded once more before he kicked down the door to the apartment and we raced inside.
Guild was in the kitchen, and we took him by surprise. Candy got him once in the head with her bat, and before he had a chance to scream, Erik cut his windpipe. MY job was to make sure there was no one else in the apartment. The living room was clear, so I moved to the hallway and opened the first closed door. A closet. I moved to the next door, a bathroom. There was no one in there, but I noticed a make-up case. A woman was here as well.
I went to the last door and opened it to reveal a woman laying on the bed, waiting seductively for HEnry to return. When she saw it was me, she sat up and jumped to the other side of the bed. Like that would stop me. Bat at the ready, I hurriedly closed the gap between us and smacked her across the head with the bat right as she began to scream, knocking her out.
I had never killed anyone before, and I wasn't going to start now. I went back into the other room where the others were waiting for me. This job had been quick and painless. We needed to bleach the place now. The bleach would kill any fibers from our clothes for the cops to trace to us.
"Let's get out of here," Joel said, gesturing for us to leave now before someone came and found us. But, just as we were about to leave, a loud ringing in my ears stopped me in my tracks and I looked over at Candy. She had a dazed, confused look on her face.
It wasn't until I fully turned that I saw a boy, about fifteen years of age holding the smoking gun. Fear rushed through my body as I looked back over at Candy, who had fallen on the floor, dead. The hole in her chest oozing blood. Joel, Erik, and I exchanged looks before we all turned to face the kid with the gun.
"I already called the cops. You guys will pay for what you have done!" his voice was cracking from the sobs he was trying to hold back, his hand shaking from fear and of the knowledge that he had just killed a person. No one moved for a moment and finally, Erik bolted out of the door, and the kid fired the fun again, grazing my arm.
I flinched as I ducked to the side and into the kitchen, landing next to the bloodied, dead body of Henry Guild. I looked around for a weapon, but there was none readily available. Joel and I exchanged looks before he too ran out of the apartment, leaving me cornered, to die.
