18 June 2012
You get the picture. Sorry it took so long, yadda yadda. Enjoy. And as an added bonus for putting up with this crap so far, SWEARING!!!!! :-)
Connie allowed a small gasp of breath escape her lips. Shit. She had never thought she could get away that easily, but a small part of her still cling to the hope that she just might be able to. It seemed that at the moment, life was determined to shit in her face. She could hear the raggedy breath in her ear. The voice asked again, more gruffly this time, "I said, GOING SOMEWHERE?!?" while jamming the butt of the gun into the side of Connie's head. Yep, Connie thought. Life was definitely shitting in her face. "Well, I was GOING to the SUPERMARKET to get some MILK." Connie smirked. She was going to take him for a ride, whether he wanted it or not. "Very good. So would you mind telling me exactly why there is a suitcase next to you?" Fuck. She had hoped he wouldn't have noticed that. Thinking fast, she replied, "It only has the tools of my trade in it. I was going to find my next... Customer." "Good. So you wouldn't mind if I looked inside?" the man said as he ripped open he suitcase and sent clothes flying everywhere. "Now, care to tell me where you were REALLY going?" the voice snickered.
Part 7 soon.
Secret Diary Of An Assassin Part 6 • Opuss № I