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will never disrespect me again, because you will not be able to take a single breath if you attempt it”. I turn to my potential new employer and say “let’s get to business”. Essentially I am ending all conversation that may have come from guard 1.
    “2 million dollars. 1 million is in this account and 1 million when the target has been eliminated.” He takes a piece of paper out of his pocket and leans in to give it to me. Usually 2 million is my fee, but now I’m pissed off. They call for a meeting and then try to disrespect me. My fee has now just gone up.
    “No, 2 million is only my fee when I am not pissed off and disrespected. Your men opened their mouths in a way that is not acceptable. My fee has been increased to 3 million. 2 million now and 1 million when I finish”. My façade is in place and I don’t even blink when I give Suit man my number.
    Suit man turns to his guard. Shakes his head. Pulls his phone out. Does what he needs to do on his phone and looks up at me. I know I have just signed guard 1’s death warrant. He is not that good to keep around after what has happened. Suit man opens his mouth and goes to say something but stops himself. He squints his eyes to me like he is thinking something but doesn’t know how to say it. Maybe he’s scared I’ll put a bullet in his head. I would if he said the wrong thing. He opens his mouth and clears his throat. “I think I could use you on my staff,” he sort of screws his mouth up once he says that.
    I’m considering what to say to him. He needs to know that in this building, on this day at this very moment, it’s not him who is in control. I am. I don’t care who he is or what he has done. I am in control. “If the next words that leave your mouth are not either ‘I accept your offer or I decline your offer’ then I would be saying nothing at all.” Essentially I’ve just told him where he can shove his fucking job.
    Suit man again twists his mouth and narrows his eyes. He is scared shitless of me. He knows no matter who is here with him, it’s not going to stop me killing him. So he does the only thing he can.
    “2 million has been transferred to this account, 1 million will be in there once the confirmation has been received that the problem has been exterminated”. He stands and gives me the paper with the bank details. I call my contact through my blue tooth. I rattle off the numbers that have been given to me. My eyes still addressing my ‘employer’ and his guard. I wait for the ok from my contact. That money has now been moved into accounts that no one will ever be able to find. I light the piece of paper on fire and it’s so small it disintegrates almost immediately.
    “Target,” I put my hand out waiting for the envelope with all the information and a visual on my next hit. The A4 envelope is placed in my hand. And with that I stand and leave.
    As I’m walking out of the room Suit man turns and says to me “When will this problem be settled?”
    “When I’m done you will know” and I continue walking.
    I get to the apartment garage and stop the car before I pull the information out of the A4 envelope. The first thing I pull out is the photo, but I’ve pulled out with the back facing me. I turn it around and FUCK ME!
    FUCK!!!!
    FUCK!!!!
    Fuck!

 
    Chapter 8
    This can’t be right. I’m staring at a picture of Ben Pearson. This cannot be right. This CAN NOT be right. What the fuck! I decide I can’t look at this in the garage. I put it away and quickly go up into the apartment. I immediately take the photo and information out of the envelope and look at it. Yes, it’s Ben Pearson. My Ben Pearson from last night. The information confirms it.
    Name: Ben Adrian Pearson
    Occupation: Police Chief St Cloud PD
    DOB: 6/6/80
    Address: 2022 Lionsgate Road – St Cloud.
    WHAT THE FUCK! Lionsgate Road?? That was where Henry and I lived. That was the same street our home was on. I don’t remember a 2022 though. What the fuck