Page 86 of Halo: Tales Of A Hitman

“Damn woman, you a beast wit ‘it.” I praised her then took her hand in mine so she could stand up.

I fixed my pants and she wiped the corners of her mouth with a satisfied smile.

“I knew when I saw you what I wanted to do. That’s just the beginning, Mr. King. I must get back to work before my boss comes to look for me.”

I took my phone out, “Give me your number. When I hit you up be ready for me to scoop you.”

She hurried up and punched her number in. Then we both slipped out of the room. That was good timing for me because she left down the opposite end of the hall. I made it appear to go back to the chapel’s room. Instead, I turned to the left, put my black leather gloves on. And went into the groom’s dressing room.

“I’m on my way out now dad.” The groom said with his back to me. He must have thought I was his dad coming to get him.

I watched him put his tuxedo jacket on. While he did, I opened the gift box I had and took the nice size syringe out. Very quickly I jammed it into the side of his neck, and he went down like a drunken horse.

I grabbed the knife in my pocket, opened his eyes, and cut both out. I placed them in the cloth, folded the cloth neatly and placed it in the box along with my gloves. After I closed the box, I stood up and left the room. The cold afternoon air smacked me in the face when I made it outside.

“What the hell took you so long?” Greek inquired when I got inside the van.

“Some lady lips fell on my dick. Took me some time to get’em off.”

Golden was in the front seat laughing. Greek looked behind me when he started the van up.

“Brother I’ma kick yo’ ass. And don’t you have a girl?”

I shrugged then said, “And she ain’t here. Plus, I got the job done, got the eyes and we each got forty-grand.”

Greek drove off and we had one more delivery to make then the hit would be complete.

“You coming to the strip club with us tonight?” Golden asked me.

“The fuck are you keeping tabs on me for. If you see me there then you’ll have your answer.” I responded as I texted, I swiftly looked up at him from my phone.

He had his nose turned up, “I can’t ask you a simple ass question without you trippin.’ You cool?”

“Yo’ Greek, can you swing by the post office I got to check my PO BOX.”

He told me that it was cool then he turned the radio up some. He did that to kill any possibility of me and Golden arguing. Our relationship has changed in the last three years. He’s my brother, the second to our triplet bond. But there was tension between us, and it would always be there.

Golden was hot headed and sometimes we would go at it harshly when I talked to him the way I just did. Then there were times, like now, when he would let it go. Golden never said it out loud but I knew it was because of some slight guilt. In never gave a shit to even bring it up. All I knew for sure is I did not bother with him as much as I did Greek.

“That new bartender will be there tonight. Been tryna crack her for a little minute.” Golden was talking to Greek.

“Which one you on? Soleil or Quia?”

Golden rubbed his hands together and replied, “Quia thick booty havin’ ass. I’m having them cheeks clap on me by the end of the night!”

As him and Golden joked about that I focused on my phone until Greek mentioned that Blake was coming with Siren. I continued doing what I was doing so they would not see the hope in my eyes. Even though I knew she would not be with my cousin and Siren.

I still help my breath anytime something comes up that puts me in remembrance of Story. I missed my boo so much that sometimes I did not recognize my own self. I’d look in the mirror and my reflection looked like a stranger. Who I truly was left when she broke up with me. It was chaotic for her family and mine because I would not accept that it was over.

Who knew that I would turn into a stalker, that I’d become obsessed and wouldn’t take no for an answer. Story stood ten toes down and did not give me the same air she even breathed. I wanted to go on a killing spree starting with Hendrix, Siren, and Regan.

It sounds insane but so fucking what. They were the main ones who were in my way. Then my brothers were added to the list. To witness firsthand how tore up I was and for them to not side with me on getting her back.

I went into a rage conspired just how I was about to kill everybody. Kidnap Story and make us disappear, I had no idea thoughts like that could exist in my head. I had to get a grip and remember the life I wanted with Story would be hard to live if I force it on her.

If I murdered everyone we loved and it was just us. I had to let her go and although that killed me, it had to be done. Story was not coming back, she blocked me on everything, I couldn’t even email her.

Blake told me that Story moved, she even got a new car. I could have tracked her down the resources were in my hand. But it wasn’t healthy for my sanity to know where she lived. I wouldn’t be able to take it before I showed up on her doorstep. Shit, as gone as I was, I would have slept in the back seat of her car.