The politician (I)

Dark.

I enter the shooting room looking for Max, he is at the end of it with the protectors on, with a 9mm in his hands shooting at a target that is about 6 meters away, the shot is good but not perfect, for to be perfect it must hit the target, that is to say the chest or the head, and this has been close to the exact point of the chest, he smiled because although Max is good with weapons, in shots with small arms he is not better than me. 

I approach her from behind in silence, as I pass by the shooting cubicles I signal to one of my men who are practicing to come out and they do so without hesitation, he is wearing very tight black pants and a white T-shirt, that fits the curves of her perfect and sexy body, Max is fucking hot, she has everything it takes to drive a man crazy and I'm fucking lucky that whenever I want I can have her.

When I get to her, she has already reloaded the gun and is viciously emptying the magazine on the target, I would not want to be the reason for her fury, although she may just be practicing, I know she is not, she has been tense since I gave her the job of killing the politician, she smiled and ran my hands over her outstretched arms gently, her body tenses slightly making me smile, she holds the position, so I can get behind her and stick close enough to her body, with one of my hands I separate the protector from his ear and whisper

“It's not bad... but for the shot to be perfect, you have to relax Max, you're very tense... take a deep breath and release the tension in your muscles as you exhale, just as you'll miss the shot even if you're a meter away...” I say rosando my nose with her lobe, her body tenses even more and she responds by closing her eyes at the contact

“I have reasons to be Dark…” I slide my hands to the weapon and grab it along with her and whisper

“It's like when you use Christmas... you just have to let yourself go...”

She smiles at the name of her sniper rifle, I hold the gun and she loosens her grip, lets go and still with my face on her neck I unload what's left in the magazine, all three shots hit the target, the chest, the head and the middle of the target, he smiled arrogantly and she laughs, shaking her head, then I leave a kiss on her neck, I feel her skin goosebumps and she turns to look at me

“You're an arrogant smug ...” he smiled looking into her eyes.

“what are you doing here and not out in the field practicing long distance shots?...” she studies my face and whispers

“That job…” I look at her seriously and answer

“The politician?...” she nods and bites her lip... “I told you that if you couldn't do it, Claus would do it...” she looks at me for a moment and asks

“Someone paid for it?...” I look at her for a moment and shake my head, she opens her eyes wide and answers

"Then you…" I nod and say

“You have to get over it... he can't touch you anymore, besides Max, he's been on my list for a long time, you knew it was a matter of time before I gave the order or did it myself...” I see her for a moment and she sighs and answer me

“I know I can do it... it's just that after what?...” she asks, staring at my chest, I take a step towards her and hand her the gun, which she takes, I put my hands on her waist and turn her around, climbing up her torso making sure to touch her until I reach the weapon again, I release the magazine and put a new one, she smiles, with one of my legs I separate hers a little more, I move my face to her neck and whisper

“Then you continue doing one of the best things you know how to do…” I kiss her neck and until I reach her earlobe which I bite gently, tempting her and making her shudder, after letting go I whisper in a very low voice… “kill…” she he smiles and unloads the gun on the target again, he smiled broadly when I see the shots getting even closer to perfection and I whisper to him

“Do you see it?... now come here...” I say turning her abruptly and seizing her mouth, she kisses me with the same ferocity, I bite her lip and pull it, I open my eyes and I tell her without letting go... “you will give her a shot in the middle of the eyebrows to the damn son of a bitch who killed your parents and made you what you are today…” I kiss her lips gently once more and hear her sigh, I separate from her to see her and for the first time In a long time I see fear in her beautiful eyes, I caress her cheeks and an excessive hatred grows inside me.

“Max...” I call her she sees my eyes and tears begin to form in hers... “Max?...” I lower my hands to her neck and close them around him, barely if I squeeze she sees me with frightened eyes and exorbitant… “Max, fear makes you weak and also makes you doubt, you shouldn't be afraid, if you're afraid you're dead…” I tell her without taking my eyes off hers, finally she blinks a little when she feels the pressure of my hands on his neck and whispers

“Dark?...” His voice is just an audible murmur.

“Here I am Max…” I answer, freeing her neck, she smiles just a little and answers

“I'm sorry... I...” I interrupt her

“Claus will…” I separate from her and start to walk towards the door, determined to fill that son of a bitch's head with bullets, when I'm about to leave he stops me.

“Ratko…- my feet stop moving immediately, Max very rarely calls me by my real name…- I'll do it, I'll kill the damned…” he smiled pleased by the decision and security that I notice in his voice.

“Ok Max…” and I leave her alone.

After meeting Max for a while, I'm sitting at my study desk when a knock on the door diverts attention from a delivery we have to make in a few days.

“go ahead...” I say without looking

“Dark…” Claus says entering.

“he speak?...” I ask immediately.

“He did it after hearing the daughter's sobs... how come they always break with that?...” he asks amused, I shake my head and answer him.

“You're a sick Claus ...” he begins to laugh and snaps at me amused

“Look who says it?... the one who split Robertson's head in two just for coming to talk...” I finally raised my eyes and we looked at each other for a second.

“Well?...” he sighs, rolls his eyes and whispers

“always taking the fun out of everything...” he says, taking a seat in front of me... “you were right, the son of a bitch paid for the deaths of everyone on the bus, he still doesn't understand how Max survived, but he said that in the On the bus there were the agents who needed to eliminate, they were doing undercover work that related him to narcotics, of course he needed to eliminate them and thus not be exposed, he is as dirty as we thought... he is the...” serious sentence, sigh because we already knew that information I just wanted to confirm before I do the job, Max has his man and he can finally get his revenge.

“Well... how are you?...” I ask, looking at the screen again.

“unconscious…”

“And the girl?...” I hear him laugh and whisper

“in the next room shouting his name...” I roll my eyes and snap

“Well, talk to Friday... they know what they have to do...” I feel his heavy gaze and face him... “what?...”

“Seriously, will you erase his memory?...” he asks incredulously. 

“Yes, Claus, the girl is not to blame for being the daughter of that bastard...” she rolls her eyes and whispers

“I should live knowing that the damned was one of the worst scum on the face of the earth...” I see him for a moment and I deny... “okay, I'll talk to Friday...” he sees me for a moment and I see him again

“What, do you want Claus?...” I say with annoyance.

“Seriously let Max take care of him? you know he's not going to do it…” he smiled and I answered

“She will…” he sighs and comments

“You have too much confidence in her…” I nod and I answer by looking away

“the same as you ...” he snorts uncomfortable and snaps at me

“You shouldn't, it's weak and the weak always end up dead and the dead are of no use to us…” I raise my eyes and look at him coldly.

“Max can be weak sometimes… but she has shown that she is strong and has not died despite all the times she has been in situations where the wrong decision would lead her to it… she is still here, Claus, do not underestimate her…” I tell him Seriously, warning her of the obvious, he sighs and shrugs.

"Well… but I still think she won't…" I sigh and reply.

“Okay... just in case she doesn't and so you're calm... you go, watch her but don't let her notice...” a huge smile is drawn on her lips and she whispers

“That's what I was talking about...” I look at his light eyes shine with malice and snapped

“be discreet ...” he nods and walks away towards the door

“Will you go down?...” I nod and stand up, I catch up with him at the door and we start walking again to the lower floors, to the torture room or to the operating room. Once in front of the door Claus warns me

“By the way, his appearance is not very good ...” he says with a wide smile on his lips, he opens the door and the typical and characteristic smell of blood floods my sense of smell again, I enter and the man Claus was torturing for the last three hours he looks horrible, he has wounds all over his body bathed in blood, he is only in his underwear and two clamps connected to a modern electricity generating device hang from his nipples, the son of a bitch was having fun, I look at him with displeasure and he smiles proudly 

“You wanted me to talk, right?...” I roll my eyes and approach the man who is between consciousness and unconsciousness

“Hotchner….” I call him, the man barely moves his head.

“Your daughter, she'll be fine... she won't remember any of this, don't worry...” I tell him without taking his eyes off him, he raises his face and with a sick half smile on his face he whispers something, I approach him so I can hear him

“Go... to... fuck... Dark...” he says and spits on my face, I shake my head taking out a handkerchief and cleaning myself.

“Thanks for the information… it was very useful…” I tell him, he sees me and smiles

“sooner... or later you will die...” he says in a bitter tone, he smiled while I take out my gun, I take off the safety and I say with a smile on my lips

“I'm not afraid of death, because we faced each other a long time ago and I defeated her...” I fire the gun, the bullet enters squarely in the middle of his forehead and his lifeless body lies on the chair, I sigh, I watch Claus smile and asks me

“Are you hungry?...” I roll my eyes, put my gun away and leave the room with him following me closely.