Page 12 of Halo: Tales Of A Hitman

“¿Está todo claro? (Everything clear)” The guard asked in the walkie talkie.

The footsteps got closer, Golden aimed his gun and was ready to shoot. As soon as the man turned the corner, he shot him. When he hit the floor dead, we moved slowly down the hall. The last guard was somewhere, and we did not need to run into him openly.

There was Spanish being spoken further down the hall. It was the last guard calling someone’s name in the walkie talkie. It was one of the guards I shot outside. Greek pointed to his ear then to the room on the left. I went in closer and the talking became clear. Once I turned past the wall the guard was in my sight.

I shot him with a dart in his head and he fell forward. His gun hit the floor, and it made a noise, but I was glad it did not go off. The guards were all dead, so we moved up the long stairs and approached the first bedroom.

Because of the drone we knew where (Perez’s siblings) Valeria, Martina and Rodrigo’s rooms were. Now it was time for us to separate, Greek took the brother room, Golden got one sister and I got Martina.

In a few minutes we had the three were bound to a chair. Rodrigo tried to fight Greek, but he was no match. His face showed that my big brother got the best of him. He was in front of his sisters with his arms, chest, feet, and legs taped behind them. The girls were crying badly and Rodrigo was begging us.

Golden walked back into the living room, and he put his silencer back on his side. “Lights out.” He told me and Greek. That meant he went to the back house where the help was and shot them in the head.

“Please! Greek, you’re the oldest and wisest! Whatever they are paying you we can double it! Tripple it! Noooo! No!!!” He shouted louder when Greek picked up a huge knife from the duffle bag and stabbed him on his right side. He pulled it out then stabbed his left side the same way.

“Now, you know once we are on a job there is no negation talk. This isn’t personal, just business. Your kids will be fine, know that and take peace with that.”

Greek informed Rodrigo then he held his head back and slit his throat. He did not stop there. Greek cut his throat deep to the point that Rodrigo’s head hung back by the skin. His sisters screamed and started begging us to spare them. When they saw it wasn’t working then the insults came.

“You are nothing but minions! Cowards hired you coons to---” I grabbed Martina by her jaws shutting her up.

“You talk way to fucking much but I know how to make you eat them words.” With my hand still holding her jaw I took the bottle of bleach out of my book bag, and I took the top off.

She tried to wiggle in her chair, but the duct tape and my weight held her still. I made her mouth open and in the middle of her screaming the bleach was poured down her throat. Martina choked, the gurgling sounds were loud.

Then the sizzling sounds were heard, bubbles came out of her mouth, and they turned red from her blood. I smiled at my handy work and the sight of her insides cooking from the bleach.

I could see the life slip away from her eyes and they filled with red blood too. Then, she stopped moving and was dead as a door nail. Her sister, Valeria, was crying softly and praying in Spanish. Golden laughed then told her in Spanish that he would leave her alive.

Me and Greek looked at each other and chuckled because we knew what he was doing. Valeria believed him and started thanking him. He took his knife out and made it seem like he was about to cut her loose.

Instead, he stuck the knife in the side of her neck. Pulled it out and her blood spilled out. Then he cut both of her eyes out and shot her in the head. Our way seemed gruesome, but we had to make it look like a torture kill instead of a straight execution.

That way when the rest of the Perez family see it, they’ll think it was a mafia kill. Once we were done, we left and made sure to keep the front door open. Me and my brothers were out of sight, $150,000 richer and on our private jet in the morning. A hot shower and My Big Fat Greek Wedding movie was calling my name.

Story Macallister

“Mmmm Walker, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

He raised my legs back to my ears. I grabbed them so they wouldn’t move and his face devoured my pussy. My head went back into the pillow, and I just savored the feeling of his mouth. I came into his mouth two times, my legs fell from my hands and my head was spinning.

Walker climbed on top of me and grabbed the condom on the nightstand. He put it on fast and was inside of me even faster.

“I’ma miss this pussy real bad, real got damn bad. You gone miss this dick?”

“Oooo yes, I will, shit hell yes, I will! Deeper, go deeper.”

Walker flipped me over and started fucking me good and hard from the back. Just like I like it.

“That was the sendoff I needed.” I told him when I came out of the bathroom from a hot shower. I closed my robe tight and used the towel to ring the ends of my wet hair out.

“Glad I could do what I do best.” After he had his shoes on, he stood up and walked over to me.

He was very good-looking, caramel skin tone, short curly hair, slim with tattoos and a nice size dick. His finger went under my chin then he kissed me.

“Can’t believe you’re moving, I’ll miss you, Story.”

“I’ll miss you too, we been around each other since we were in ninth grade. But look at it like this, now you can commit fully to your relationship.”