ā¤darker than the night
It was nearly two hours past midnight when her target finally made a move towards the exit ā in a drunken state no less. Dilated pupils, flushing red face and unstable walking stances. Even then, he was still sober enough to take advantage of a passing waitress, coping a feel or two in secret before leaving the nightclub with a rather repulsive smile on his face before the poor waitress could register what had happened.
What a scumbag. An old and ugly scumbag.Ā
Sliding off from the bar stool gracefully, she quietly made her move towards the exit as well, making sure to have her target in her sight at all times. Ā It wouldnāt do her any good if the man suddenly disappeared at this crucial period. She had enough of stalking and seeing him in his horrendous acts to the point she felt like she should cleanse her eyes thoroughly after all this. But a job is a job, and not to mention the hefty sum of money if she got her mission done.
Passing through a dark alley with very dim streetlight, the muscles around her eyes twitched in disgust when the man began puking down the drain. As much as she loathed getting near him, the timing to strike now was clearly the most ideal one. And so within seconds, she already had the unsuspecting man under her control and injecting a fluid into him through the needle. She waited a few good minutes for the drug to finally kick in before releasing her hold, as the man collapsed onto the ground. Still alive but rendered unconscious.Ā
But right at this moment, she heard footsteps from behind. Her gun was instantly out and aimed at the unfortunate intruder. She narrowed her eyes at the person, the dim street light barely illuminating his features.
āKids like you shouldnāt be wandering around dark alley at this late hour. It could very well cost you a life.ā It was a warning, and she wouldnāt hesitate to pull the trigger should the guy do anything weird.
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