Chapter 6

Later that evening, he was arrested.

A neighbor reported him to the police. It was Mrs. Jacobs and her husband. They were supposed to come for dinner that evening at our house.

But instead of walking into a dinner scenery, they walked into a murder scene.

Mr. Jacobs apprehended Harrison, and to my surprise, he didn’t fight back.

He only stared at me, and I will never forget the look on his face. He looked pleased.

After Harrison was taken away and our house made into a crime scene. I had to stay with Mr. and Mrs. Jacobs.

I didn’t really have any family except my parents. I am an only child, and my grandparents are dead.

My mother was an only child also, and my father had two brothers. One of them lives in New York, and doesn’t even know I exist.

The other one is a drug addict, and recently he was admitted at a rehabilitation center.

I couldn’t keep living with Mr. and Mrs. Jacobs. They had a house full of family, and were running low on money.

So eventually, I was placed in foster care.

I was tossed from home to home, and no one wanted to adopt me. They said I was emotionless and dark.

And I don’t blame them, I was. Who’s able to remain sane, when faced with such a great trauma at a young age?

I ran away a few times, but then I got tired of it. What’s the point?

When I was 18-years-old, I left the foster care system. And that was when I made two decisions.

One was to never love another human again, for no one could be trusted, and they would just break me in the end.

I didn’t want to add any more trauma upon my heavily burdened mind.

The other decision I made was to killed Harrison. I know he had no family, but he had people that he loved.

He was released from prison on an insanity plea, and that irked me greatly.

Finding Harrison wasn’t hard.

When you are motivated by vengeance, nothing seems like an obstacle to you.

He lived in a suburban neighborhood; in a nice house that aid him in living a comfortable life.

One he didn’t deserve.

He was staying there with two ladies. Both of them were not related to him, but they knew his parents who died in a house fire.

I got to know that from the newspaper article that was released the day he was let out of prison on that stupid plea.

It is said that that was why he was mentally insane.

But that doesn’t recompense for him destroying my entire life.

These two ladies helped him out because he was not as strong as before due to age and mental decline.

And my plan was to kill him in-front of them both. And I did.

I killed him the same way he did my dad.

And as I did, I said the same words my dad said before he died.

“Close your eyes, baby. Close them tight.”

Some people say that taking revenge doesn’t make you feel any better, but it did for me.

I felt elated.

I felt like I was at the top of the world. I felt like I brought the justice to my parents that they deserved.

And at that exact moment, I decided that this was what I wanted to do.

That was the career path I wanted. To help bring vengeance on people; and one of the best ways to do that was to be an assassin.

My first job I was offered was a bit awkward, because I didn’t have the expertise or experience.

But soon, it became easier. And now I’m one of the top assassins in the world.

I am wanted in five countries, but yet I have never been to prison.

I have been caught a few times, but I would often escape easily in no time.

That’s why I’m one of the best in the world. Not just because I’m good at it, but because I turn of my emotions.

What scares me is that I’m feeling again. It started the moment I kissed Robert Jones, the CEO.

And now these feelings are growing, taking more ground in me, and I hate that.

“Robert, you can’t possibly fall in love with someone you had sex with for just one night.” The lieutenant says loudly.

“I have had a lot of one night stands, but you never see me saying to them that they’re special and I want to be with them.” He adds.

“Let her go.” Robert says each word slowly, but sternly.

The lieutenant lifts his hands in surrender, and then places them back down.

“Okay..okay, it’s your funeral.” He says to Robert.

The lieutenant looks to the officer holding me, and gives him a nod.

Robert then watches me carefully as the officers unlocks the handcuffs and release me from his strong grip.

“I better have that Grant signed before the day ends.” The Lieutenant says as he walks towards the exit.

“Wait!” Robert says to him.

He stops in his track, and so does the officer.

“What?” The lieutenant asks, he sounds annoyed.

“So you’re ju..just going to leave me here with her?” Robert stutters, causing me to chuckle.

“You wanted me free, right?” I say with a smirk, and he laughs nervously.

“Good day, Roberts. This is a one time thing; sign the papers and get the grant processed.” The lieutenant tells the CEO.

“And as for you; today is your lucky day. Nothing would save you from me again.” He threatens me.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” I say to him as I wave him off.

He and the officer then leaves the room.

“So..you won’t still kill me, will you?” Robert asks, as a nervous smile plays on his lips.