Song: Radioactive by Imagine Dragons

I let Ashton drive us to the club. Atticus is sitting up front with him while the other two guys are sitting in the back with me. If one did not know who I was they would probably assume I was with all four guys...but in reality I am not with them...they are all with me. "So Kwan...why do you want to work for me?"

"Well...I am back in town. I have known Atticus for a long time. I use to watch him working out down at the gym and he always seemed so dedicated in his line of work."

I glance up towards Atticus to see if he is listening; I want for a reaction but he doesn't give one. "Really...so what did he say that he does for a living?"

He looks up front at Atticus and then back at me. "He just said that he works for this amazing family. He protects and would die for them. They treat him like family and that is what I want."

"What a family? Where is your family?"

"Back home in Indiana...both my parents died a few years ago and my brother and I don't really talk anymore. I left to come back out here and bumped into Atticus. He said that he might have a job for me if I could handle it."

"Really what kind of job?"

"He really didn't say...said that you would explain it all to me and then I could decide."

I look up at Atticus with a smile. Atticus has been with me for a long time...he was with Zane way before I came into the picture. Hell he practically raised me himself. I look at the other guy. "Sorry... I never got your name."

"Oh...it's Pablo."

"And why do you want this job Pablo?"

"Well...at first I was thinking it would be an easy job...but you can take care of yourself...so I don't think you need me for that. So what kind of job is this really?"

"Let's just say it can get messy at times and I need to know that the person I hire can be there at my beckon call...so if I call you up in the middle of the night you have to meet me do the job and keep it to yourself. Whatever happens on the job stays...so if either of you have a family...wife...lover whatever, you may want to think twice before accepting the job."

Ashton pulls up at the club and gets out opening the door for us to get out. Atticus gets out and goes into the club with us. "So what are we doing here?" Kwan asks Atticus.

"Being her body guards...she likes to party...but sometimes things go too far. We will sit back and watch over her."

"That's it...man...hell I wouldn't mind dancing with her myself," adds Pablo.

 I turn and look at him. "I don't dance with my guards, excuse me now." I leave all three of them staring at my backside. Tonight I am wearing a silk one piece dress that come right past my ass...if I was to bend over far enough you would get a very good view of my matching black lacey thongs. I make my way to the dance floor and dance to the music.

Not even half way through the first song a guy comes up to me and starts dancing with me. When his hand finds my ass, I grab a hold of his hand and crush it in my grasp. He gets the message and takes off back across the dance floor. After several songs and I'm not sure how many cocktails I head to the bathroom. I glance over at the three of them watching me. I smile and go in and do my business when I come out there is a guy there in my way.

"Excuse me."He doesn't budge. "Can I help you?"

"Yes...I think you can...you want to polish something for me." He takes his hand and grabs himself, holding onto the small package. I try not to smirk. "Please...you couldn't handle this mouth." I point to my lips and start to walk away.

However he grabs my arm."My what a strong man...you want to go out back and take care of whatever this is?"

"Hell yeah...take me out back." He smiles wide and I know he has had way too many drinks by the stale beer left behind his words.  I let him lead the way. I look back towards the bar and Atticus notifies the guys that it is time.I walk out back letting the door slam behind me. The guy turns around and pushes me into the brick building.

I turn back and shove him hard. "Get the fuck off of me you perv."

"Bitch...you asked for me to come out here...come on show daddy what you got for him." He has his hands all over me and I could easily fuck him up but I want to see which guy will come to my rescue. I hear the door open bit it doesn't even faze the guy he is dying to get under my dress.

I feel him being ripped away from me and both guys kick the dog shit out of the guy. Atticus stands to the side smirking. I hold out my hand to Atticus and he puts the piece in my hand. The poor guy is coughing up blood and gasping for air. I hold out the gun. "Well which one of you has the guts to finish it?"

"What...we fucked the poor guy up enough...hell he probably won't be able to walk for a good month or so," says Pablo.

"And...finish it...when you're done put him in the trunk of the car."

I watch the two of them debate who is going to do it. They are wasting precious time here. I look at Atticus and shake my head. I can't believe no one has the fucking balls to cap some scum bag...like he even means anything to either one of them. "Dude...I'm out...I can't kill a man." Pablo keeps shaking his head.

"Seriously...dude..." Kwan takes the gun and walks over to the guy and caps his ass right between the eyes. He leans over and grabs the guy and picks him up with one hand off of the ground and carries him to the car throwing his body in the back, then slamming the trunk of the car. He looks around to see if anyone is watching and then looks over at me. "Guess we need to be going now."

I nod with a wicked smile, before getting into the car I walk over to Pablo. "I'm sorry this is not the job for you...thanks for applying. If you tell anyone what you witnessed tonight I will know and believe me I will find you."

He doesn't say a word as he walks away. I get in the car and Ashton drives straight to the Crematory and we get out. I have Kwan carry the guy inside and place him on the cold metal table. I slice the guy open exposing all of his insides. Kwan watches me without saying a word.

 Once I have all the organs out and safely placed in the cooler I slide the body in the chamber and dispose of it. "So do you think you can handle the job?" I turn to look at him.

"It's not what I thought...but yes...I think I can handle it."

"Well...I can pay you well. If for some reason you need off you must request a month in advanced. I don't take no for an answer, if I tell you to do something I expect you to do it." I start cleaning up the mess. Atticus gathers up the coolers and places them in the back of the van that we have out back. "So...the job. We are the cleaners. We will get a call when to be somewhere, most are at night, early mornings but there have been a few time that it's during the day. We go in clean up the mess, take care of the dead bodies and your friend Atticus will use the organs that we savage for his own personal business. We then dispose of the body and act like they never existed. On days that you are not working the job...you will be in training. I want you to be able to help me clean properly and then break down a person's body. So can you handle it?"

"Yes...I think I can."

"You think you can." I give a concerned look...I don't need someone who might bale out at any given time. I need someone who will be able to handle whatever I give him.

"No...I mean...yes I can handle it."

"Great...welcome aboard...my husband is going to be stoked to meet you."

"Husband?" I see him look over at Atticus and then gives me a look like I have got to be kidding. How can a girl like me be married.

"Of course..." I start to laugh. "What you didn't think I was married?"

"Well actually no....you was asking about family earlier and here you are with a family. I just never thought..."

"Yeah...well...Mekhi knows what I do for a living and believe me he is not telling a soul."