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The crazy Guy...out for revenge


Song: Castle of glass by Linkin Park

We get a call to come to some place downtown. I'm not sure of the situation but the place needs to be cleaned before the workers come in for the day. Atticus meets me outside with Kwan and Ashton drives us to the location. I gather up my bag with my special tools as the two guys get out and grab a bag of their own, mostly cleaning supplies.

The building is located right downtown and in one of the skyscrapers. The back door is open and we walk in. I have instructions to go to the tenth floor. We ride the elevator all the way up. When it dings we get out and find the office. Great a lawyer's office, guess something went south either with the lawyer or his client.

I press in the code to the office and the door automatically opens right up. Atticus walks in first with his gun in hand. We just need to make sure that the area is safe. Once all is clear we set to work. There is a guy on the leather couch with a bullet to the head. The good thing is whoever did it knew what they were doing and there really wasn't that much of a mess.

 Atticus pulls out the plastic and Kwan dumps the body to the floor. I get to work hacking up the body so that we can put it in smaller bags and then dump into the huge trash can to roll him on out to the van. Before going back down, we clean up the office like nothing ever happened. I straighten up the pictures on the desk. The guy had a nice little family, then again I could be wrong nothing surprises me anymore.

As we are riding back down the elevator my phone goes back off...from the client that texted earlier for the clean-up.

Unknown: Thanks for the cleanup...greatly appreciated. Need you to be a 610 Anthony Street ASAP. The doors will be unlocked. Go in back.

Scarlett: Got it!

I click the phone and look at Atticus. "Looks like the guy in on a mission tonight. Guess we better get over there before if get too late. "

"Same guy...wonder who he offed this time."

"I don't know. Ashton we need to go to 610 Anthony Street." I glance over at Kwan. "You did good back there. Hope you are ready for the next job. Not sure what it entails."

"Well...I'm up for anything."

When we arrive the house is all lit up...like every light in and outside the house. Ashton pulls around the back and we all climb out. We walked in through the back door. There is a woman laying face down in a puddle of blood. More than likely the help, by the way she is dressed. We leave the room and make our rounds in every room. I see a picture on the wall above the mantle...the perfect family picture of a guy and his wife with two children, all of them gleaming from ear to ear. I'm not sure what happened to that happy family but I know by the look of this place I get the eerie feeling that in ends up a disaster.

I make my way up the staircase the second floor. The first room must have been the boy's room. The bed is a mess but he is not there. Thank goodness because I hate taking out young kids or any kids for that matter.

I walk out and go to next room; the second child's room. The girl that occupies this room doesn't even bother taking care of it. Things are thrown here and there and I am sure it is by her doing...typical teen. When I get to the room at the end of the hallway, this is where it all went down. The woman from the picture downstairs is lying on the bed. She has been stabbed over and over...so many times that I don't even bother counting.

 I hear a light knock at the door. "Downstairs has been swept...nothing...only the maid in the kitchen," says Kwan. He looks at the woman on the bed. "Fuck...he slaughtered the bitch."

"Yeah...and the kids are gone. I have an idea maybe she was wanting a divorce...maybe wanted out so he killed her and took the kids."

"Yeah...either that or she was fucking the lawyer," he says sarcastically.  

"Or both," says Atticus as he walks in behind us. "Damn...what a blood bath."

"Well...guess we better get to cleaning up."

 We all start cleaning. I let the guys start on the downstairs while I do the upstairs. Poor woman never had a freaking chance. As I am cleaning my phone goes off again.

Unknown: I need you to dump the body. I don't care where...I just need someone to find it later.

Of course you do...for insurance. I bet he has a high insurance policy on her and the only way to get it faster is to have a body.

Scarlett: Not my kind of thing. We clean only.

Unknown: I will make it worth your while.

Scarlett: I bet you would...place an extra one hundred thousand in my account...once there she will be exposed of the way you wish.

Unknown: Done!

I finish bagging her up keeping her whole body intact. If he wants someone to find her it would like more suspicious with her all chopped up. I yell to the guys to come up and carry her body down to the van.

Atticus comes up the stairs. "Hey...what you need?" He looks over at the black plastic bag all wrapped nicely. "What is this?"

"He wants us to dump her so she can be found."

"Really...did you tell him that we get rid of the bodies all together?"

"I did...I have a feeling he has a really good insurance policy on her...I mean why else would he want her to be found."

"Then why not leave her here...they are going to know her body was moved."

"I know...not our problem. I told him we would do it."

"Scar...that is not a good idea."

"Look...we are doing it. He is wiring the money to our account. Believe me you are going to get a nice sum of money."

"Scar it's not about the money."

"I know..." I glare at him for even thinking about second guessing my decision. I know it's not what we do and I don't really need the money but it is what the stupid guy wants and so that is why I am doing it.

We get in the van and drive out to a remote place. Kwan and Atticus pull her out and untie the bag. They dump her body down the embankment. Her body flips and turns and she lands with her body all mangled up.  They get back in the van and not one of them says a word.

The next day on the news the reporter is on the news. Cops are all over the area where we dumped her body. "The wife of the famous tycoon, Daniel Peterson has been found in the north side of town. Investigators at this time only report that the victim was stabbed multiply times and were left for dead in this remote location. Any witness to this crime should notify the police. Mr. Peterson stated that he and his two children have been out of town and he did not know the circumstances at this time. He is being brought in for questioning. They have searched the house and it is spotless...and the video cameras apparently were not working. They are looking into nearby neighbors to see if they can find anything on their security cameras....In other news a local lawyer is claimed to be missing by his family. If anyone knows the whereabouts of Brian Hudson please call..."I click off the TV.

Shit...the only thing on my mind is all the neighbors on the street...did they get a video of the van driving by and pulling up in their driveway. I can't afford to go to prison over something like this.

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