It was morning and Danny was ready for work. The time on his leather wristwatch read 7. 39 so he needed to hurry or else, Big Mike, his boss will have his head.
Danny rushed out of his apartment to his bike parked outside. He put on his helmet and rode off.
Just as he took the street road someone in one of the cars parked along the street opened his door, knocking him off his bike.
Danny landed on his ass with a painful groan.
" Hey, I am so sorry, " a tall man in a black suit, said stepping out of his car to help him off the floor.
" Don't worry about it, " Danny mumbled softly neither taking his hand nor did he look at the man. He just straightened himself and climbed back on his bike.
When he made it to work, is to a pissed-off Big Mike who didn't give him a chance to explain why he was late before he started screaming at him.
" Freckles, I have told you several times not to come in late, if you are ti
It has been a very busy day for Danny, that he hasn't put much thought into the hunt. His feet have been on his bike all day that he has begun to feel the strain. It is almost time for his closing time.He was on his way back from his last pizza run when he was trying to cross the road and a driver who was more interested in her phone than where she was driving ran through the red light.She tried to stop by matching hard on her brakes, but they protested her hardness on them with a loud screeching sound and only fully obeyed her orders when her car knocked into him.What is it with cars running into me today, Danny grumbled to himself as he tried to get up. His bike had taken most of the impact." Hey, I am sorry, " a woman said to him helping him up. He ignored her and went to check the damages his bike might have sustained. It was alright." Hey, can I take you to the hospital, so you might get checked out? I am so sorry,
A knock woke a sleeping Danny from his painful slumber. A mournful groan escaped his lips before his whole body woke up. His whole body was aching like hell. The whole encounter yesterday had left him with a lot of bruises and injuries. He should have known that a woman as hot as the one he met last night wouldn't have been interested in someone like him without ulterior motive.He gradually got to his feet, his face squeezing in pain as he maneuvers himself out of bed. Feet to the ground he bent and took the gun underneath his pillow and then dragged himself painfully to the door.He first looked through the peephole not wanting another surprise like last night.Standing in front of his house is a neat and well-dressed man with the serious expression of the secret service agents.He didn't need any introduction to know who stood behind his door.He put his gun away behind his pants and unlatched the door.He st
Danny blew at the amount of his still smoking gun before making his way to the fallen woman. He bent to his knee and picked up the falling phone and looked at the screen." Fuck! " he cursed seeing the ongoing 911 call. He needed to leave this place before the cops arrived.His dull cat eyes looked around sharply if he left anything incriminating. Nothing. He tucked his gun back into his jacket and made his way out the door, passing the cleaning crew on his way out.The two men sent by the Corps were thorough and before the cops arrived had the whole place sterile clean with no trace of Karen's body.Back at the police precinct, Carolyn was neck deep into another case unrelated to the index case she was walking on. She looked up from the file when two of the policemen that shared the office with her and her partner stood from their seats. A short black man and his slightly taller white partner." Where to? " Max asked
It's been days since his last fight in the hunt and Fool has yet to let go of the death of his comrades. He felt the anguish of their death like it was yesterday, and he only has himself to blame. If he hadn't allowed them to ride with him, they might still be alive. All the past hunts he has participated in, he had done alone except this last one. He didn't know the devil that drove him to let his family ride with him.Yes, his family. They were as close to a family he has ever known in his life. Having grown up in a foster home Fool had no knowledge of his real family, neither did he care to know about a bunch of people who abandoned him as a child. Joining the bikers family has been the only place he had felt he belonged and now he didn't have that anymore.He stuttered his way into the bar like he has been doing every night since the fight. He was trying to drown his pain with alcohol. It works for a while but when he becomes cleared eye the pain comes crawli
One of the reasons Poison enjoys the hunt is that euphoric adrenaline rush that feels her body with pleasurable endorphins that give her a highness that even sex can't reciprocate but the moment her gun clicked right during a gun battle with another deadly assassin, her eyes popped and all the three hundred and sixty days X thirty-three years of her life flashed before her eyes before her sense of survival kicked in and she was diving out of the way of any bullet coming in her direction.Behind the couch where Fool took cover bullets continued to rain in his directions piercing holes into the leather couch raising dust of soft pieces of cotton in his direction. He used his hand over his head as if to protect himself from being hit as he waited for a break In the onslaught of bullets.The break he was waiting for came a few minutes after suffering under the assault of a continuous outpour of bullets, but when he heard the click of an empty gun he stood to hi
This week has been a very hectic one for Hill Thomas, that he is almost running on fumes. On his plate is a lot of contract works he has to juggle and on top of the already filled plate, he also has to deal with family issues.Up until yesterday, Hill has always believed that his father died when he was young, at the age of five. Only the man he believed to be his father is not his father at all. His real father is a billionaire who just passed away a few weeks ago and on his fucking will named him a benefactor to virtually all his properties and they are quite a lot.Days following being contacted by his father's lawyer, Hill spent most of his days and nights in a daze. He was having a lot of difficulties wrapping his head around the fact that he had a living parent that was fucking reach but his youth was a fucking shit because his mum had been an alcoholic on drugs who cared less about a son that Hill wasn't even sure she wanted in the first place.
The next morning Hill woke up happy and chirpy. He set about preparing for work in a cheerful mood not knowing why he was happy today.Once he was done with getting ready he packed up his tools and left his apartment.It was a beautiful bright day today, radiant as Hill's mood. Hill decided to stretch his legs out today by taking the stairs instead of using the elevator.While walking Hill continued to express his happy mood by whistling to the song ' Old town road ' by Billy Cyrus.When he got to the lobby, he saw his old lady neighbor making her way slowly in his direction with her walking stick and greeted her, something that seems to be out of his norm, going by the old lady's response." Morning Mrs. Philips, " he greeted with a bright smile on his face which made the old lady halt in her steps and frown deeply at him." Are you alright? " Mrs. Philips enquired looking at Hill as if he has been body-snatche
When Carolyn arrived she was directed to the man's office where she met with his secretary." Hi, I am detective Carolyn Black, I am here to see your boss, " she said politely flashing her badge.The lady gave it a suspicious glance, and then cast a look in the direction of her boss's door before telling her that her boss wasn't around.Carolyn had a feeling that the girl was lying but she can't exactly bulldoze her way in, so she asked another question." Do you know Karen Smith? " Carolyn asked her gaze fixed intensely on the blonde.The suspicious look was still in her eyes. Carolyn wonders why people are always wary of cops." Yeah, why? " the woman answered slowly while still giving Carolyn the I don't trust cops look.I learned she was the senator's secretary up until a few weeks ago. " Do you know what happened? "Carolyn saw her eyes blink severally, a tale sign that she knows somethi