Ladies First (concluding part)

   Timmy “Titty” Torrentino hated his job but he loved the money. He was a criminal alright, he just didn’t like the sort of trouble that came with the job. Timmy had promised himself he’d never work for the mafia but his bad gambling habit made him break that promise. He had gone gambling one night in the only casino in town but because he was too drunk to tell if he was losing or winning, he didn’t know when to stop. When he finally got tired he had owed more than he could ever pay.

   The owner of the casino was nice to Timmy. In exchange for cancelling his debts, Timmy had to work for him. “I need more manpower” the owner had said.

   Timmy had started of being a shaker. His job was to scare anybody who owed his boss money. With his menacing look and build, Timmy had no problem scaring those he didn’t even intend to.

Timmy’s boss had almost been killed by someone he had been told was dead. Somehow he had managed to escape with a bullet scrape. He then felt he needed someone he could trust to make sure the assassins he hired actually did their job and since Timmy had been tested on numerous occasions by his boss and passed the tests without even knowing he was taking the tests, he was given the job. He wasn’t a shaker no more, he was now “The Chaperone”.

   It was Timmy’s second time of tailing an assassin. Judging from the first time, the job was a pretty easy one. Stay out of sight until the assassin tells you the job is done, go in, make sure the target is dead, report back to the boss.

   As he followed the assassin’s car, he wondered why he had stopped at McDonalds. “Why go through the trouble of feeding someone when you would kill the person few minutes later”. He thought to himself. “The weird things these assassins do”

   He knew one who only killed women and that was because he loved to have sex with his targets and just when she’s about to climax, he’d strangle her. Timmy wondered how the targets must feel like at that point. To have the perfect mixture of pain and pleasure going through your body must be incredible. He thought it was to die for.

   Just as he started appreciating his little pun, his phone started ringing. He picked it up and heard a voice at the other end say “it’s done”

   Two minutes later he was knocking on door 4514 in the hotel he had tailed the assassin to. Before he knocked a second time, the assassin had opened the door. He moved out of the way for Timmy to enter the room.

   Everything seemed in order. From the tasteful furniture of the room down to the body of a lady lying in what Timmy thought to be a pool of the lady’s blood. He turned his head to look at the assassin and just as he was about to tell him to get rid of the body, he felt something rip through his chest. His shirt was getting wet and he was starting to feel woozy. He touched the wet spot as he fell to his knees. Knowing only too well what could have caused the wet spot, he regretted coming to the hotel. His knees held him up long enough for him to see the lady on the floor walk past him with a gun.

   Timmy felt his blood pouring out of his chest and he knew life was slowly draining from him. he felt worse than a basket  trying to hold water. He had heard stories about people’s lives flashing before their eyes just before they die. What he was seeing was two people talking. The pain coursing through his whole body was unbearable but somehow he could still hear what they were saying.

“Oh it worked perfectly. Glad we stopped to get the ketchup”. The assassin said with a smile

“Ok now please tell me, who is he? Why did he want to kill me? And why did we have to pretend I was dead?”

“I know this might sound crazy but I was sent to kill you but…”

“Funny how things work” the lady cut the assassin short “I was also sent to kill you.”

   Timmy watched as the lady put three bullets in the assassin’s chest.  “Serves that sonofabitch right” was his last thought, a smile plastered to his face as his soul bid adieu to his limp body.


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Ladies First...

“What will you like to drink sir?” the bartender asked Phillip as he sat down at the bar.

“I’m feeling naughty tonight, how about we break the speed limit, 100 miles per hour please”

“One hundred miles per hour coming up.” The bartender said with a smile that told Phillip he appreciated the joke.

   A few seconds later, the bartender was back with two cocktails. He set one down in front of Phillip and the other down in front of the lady sitting two stools away from Phillip.

   He looked at her and smiled.

“I’m not the only one feeling naughty tonight am I?”

“Apparently not.” She replied with a smile.

And that was how the conversation started.

   Phillip had planned the way the night would go the night before. When she told him her name, he knew it was Katherine with a K not a C even before she told him. He had gathered intel on the lady and felt he knew more about her than she knew about herself. His plan that night was the same as always;

1.       Arrange a meeting.

2.       Get acquainted.

3.       Take her to a hotel room.

4.       Kill her.

His routine for killing men was different.

   As the conversation continued he realized that for the first time in his ten years of being an assassin, he was finding it hard to adhere to the one rule assassins were expected never to break; “Never get attached to the target!”

   Katherine was sweetness personified. She made Phillip feel like they had known each for fifteen years rather than fifteen minutes. She spoke with a voice that pleased Phillip’s ears. To cap it all, she was beautiful. The bar wasn’t too bright but Phillip still couldn't help noticing how stunning she looked in her red dress.

“Too bad I have to kill her” Phillip thought to himself. He had no idea when he made up his mind but five minutes later when they made their way out of the bar, he knew he had to find a way to kill her and still have her alive.

   Phillip scanned the streets and saw a familiar car. He knew they’d be watching him. He thought of a new plan, one that would shield Katherine from danger. Just as they reached his car, Phillip had an idea. He said to Katherine “If you don’t mind, I’ll like to stop at McDonalds before we go back to my room, I’m craving their fries”

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