-Jamie-

My fingers are pinched as I glide the zipper of my silver, metallic ankle boots up, crouched in my bedroom before straightening back to my full height. I then zip up my jacket, run a hand through my hair to smooth it down then lower a cap onto my head, pushing dark sunglasses on over my eyes before checking that I have everything I need packed in my mission bag.

Two guns, refills, two knives, a few small throwing daggers and most importantly, gloves. I then pack my scope/surveillance tools and equipment before sliding it into my bigger bag. Shutting it, I slide it onto the crook of my arm like a handbag since it's disguised as such -but opens like a briefcase- before leaving my hotel room, walking at a fast but steady pace.

Arriving at my car, a small Porsche, I look around then climb inside then pull my seatbelt on, starting the car, my hand wrapping around the steering wheel, long sharp nails glimmering under the sun coming in through the front windshield, I press down on the gas, lips in a firm line, no room to do anything but my job.

I cruise through traffic, looking from side to side to avoid crashing or colliding but I accelerate faster with every passing second, checking my mirrors and tucking my loose hair behind my ear, pushing my sunglasses further up my face.

Arriving at my location a timely half hour later, I lean forward with both hands on the wheel and observe the house, lots of windows, yellow beige brick for the body and a brown roof.

Pretty.

Picking up my phone, I tap and pull up the blueprints of the home then run my eyes over the rooms. Forty eight rooms, thirty two bathrooms and a bunch of entertainment areas. Climbing out of my car, I grab my bag then jog across the street to the house there, pulling on my black leather gloves, then double checking that it's empty -even though I know that it is- before crouching in front of the front door.

The elderly couple who live here went away on some sort of vacation they won...which I may or may not have sent to them in order to use their house for an accessory in my...why let's not sugarcoat if. Killing.

I make sure to check behind my shoulder, to make sure I'm not being watched as I wiggle my small needle like tools into the keyhole then I let myself inside, cut the cables of the security system, then pull a small device out of my pocket and press down the only button on the remote.

The entire house as well as the plunging the entire block into cell tower and power shut down, before heading up to one of the bedrooms that overlook the house across the street directly.

Connecting my telescope in three parts, I scope out the area, seeing movement in the room I believe is the study connected to the main master bedroom.

Zooming the scope in, I find who's inside the house and smile, reaching into my pocket and pull out a lollipop, tearing off the packet which I make sure to shove deep in my pocket before placing it in my mouth and sucking lightly. I begin packing up the scoping equipment, leaving as silently as I came then making my way across the street.

Looking around once again (always know what or who is behind your back) I run past the front yard and go to a side gate leading to the backyard - I unlock it easily before running inside, my heels sinking into the damp, watered grass.

Now on the back patio, I run my hands over the glass sliding door frame and then find the weak spot, which I grip, push in, tug a few times then slide the door open.

I walk through the kitchen, my heels thumping against the wooden flooring and I know he can hear me. Makes this all the more fun.

Making my way up the stairs slowly, I drag my hand over the wooden railing of the staircase, pulling my cap lower on my face. Once at the top of the landing of the second floor, I look around at all the expensive paintings and smile. Nice stuff.

I hear shuffling around in the joint study then I make quick strides, pushing the door open and finding him looking through a cabinet in the corner, glass of whisky in hand and I'm entranced.

"Hi." I greet, crouching low then opening my bag, pulling out my two guns which I put the magazines in before straightening back to my feet, shifting the candy in my mouth to my cheek and swallowing the built up saliva. "Don't worry. This is gonna go quick and silently. Don't scream."

"No, no, why-"

I let a bullet loose into his head, then another through his chest, watching as he drops, smoke leaving the mouths of my guns. Crouching low again, I take apart my weapons then load them back in my bag, pulling out my phone again, I access the blueprints and look for the booze safe.

Once located, I jog to it and then pull the door open, looking at the display of wines and...

"Oh my." I run my gloved fingers over the labels of the whisky bottles, checking them and seeing what I like. "Have that...have that...ew, so gagging. Ah..." I smile then pick it off the shelf, slipping it in my bag and then slipping that bag over my arm and leaving the room.

Double success on this job. A quick one too.

I grab hold of the lollipop's stick and shift it back to the middle of my mouth, sucking it again.

Stopping at the dead man, who has bled out now and has no chance of living again, I photograph him, send it to the woman who hired me, then a few minutes later, my phone chimes and I see a transfer of fifty thousand US dollars into my work account. I slip it away then leave the mansion out the front door, closing the door behind me before jogging back to my car, taking off the cap on my head and the gloves on my hands.

I tug the seatbelt over myself, then start the car and begin the drive back home. Another bottle added to my collection. Normally I don't steal from my victims -it isn't really my preferred art- but if they have a nice vintage, well then I can't help myself in the least.

It's my guilty pleasure. My eyes flit up to my car rear view mirror where I fix my platinum blonde bangs, patting the matte red lipstick while still eating the lollipop. Sweets are pretty nice too.

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