Fragments of Us

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t get over it. To think we haven't spoken in almost three years and he calls me ca

anyone else. Sitting down, I lit a cigarette and put it between my lips inhaling before releasing the

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e table, I'm discussing with two thugs and I excuse myself. Wal

she just left for work,

close eye on her. "I've installed cameras at every inch of her

he cameras" I needed to discuss this with Liam but the camera needs to be

ith them, my fingers itching to reach into my pocket, get my knife and slit their throat. They're lucky my min

, I've run out of patience" they both look terrified but won't talk. I bet the person that employed them paid a lot of money. A lot of my money, fuck. I reache

to the ground, they're both bleeding and I'm covered in their blood, I turn my head and motion to the g

me so easily, it means we either have a mole or someone with lots of intel about what I do and I need to act

pproached my car, got in and drove off. I'm going to need new toys to play with, so I stop by the store and get some, I'm not done with t

g the last button, it scans my finger and starts going down. The door opens when it reaches the last floor, I step out st

ins that held him up. I'm going to enjoy this. I take off my jacket and tie and drop them on the table, rolling up my sleeves I s

e's covered in his own blood and can barely breathe. He notices me approaching and starts tugging at the chains on the cha

your next move, which makes them more nervous. "Are you ready to talk?" he stiffens but remains silent, I hit his head with the hammer to

his friend and they'll watch each die. Going over to the table I drop the hammer, pick up my kn

red you?" he seems to contemplate his options. "It was them, they paid us to distract you while they go after the real price

e's struggling with his leg, pushing and kicking to escape me, but he can't. "I don't know, we never met, we spoke over the phone. They called, offered us five m

and shakes his head. "Not willing to tell? I'm willing to play though" I walk back to the table and get th

nd apply the jelly to his wounds, making sure he's no longer bleeding, I still need to get some information from him. The one on the chair lo

ess the clean cloth to the cut and apply pressure and he just sits there taking it all, I apply the jelly and dispose of the cloth. "What real price wa

ing it in further, blood spills everywhere, some of his skin falling to the ground. "What price?" I growl at him, voice shaking "A girl, they spoke a

en would clean all this up later. I whistle and four watch dogs come in, and I walk to the door leaving them to have

talk to