1. TAKE PLEASURE IN KILLING
In my hands, in my clothes, in my face and…
In the floor.
A city full of sins where innocent people are what we’re fed.
I wipe my blooded hands on my blooded clothes and turn my head toward Gus. “Are we done here?”
Gus threw the stick somewhere and stares. “I guess so.”
Out of nowhere, a shattered glass was heard. In quick movements, I took my pocket knife from my inner jacket and face the area where I heard the noise.
“Who are you?” Said the little girl. “Why are my parents sleeping in the red water?”
I slowly put my pocket knife back at my inner jacket and look back at Gus. He looks at me for a while then shrugs. I took a big sigh as I turn back to look at the girl. “They’re dead, little girl.” I say blandly.
“Sev.” Gus warned.
“You mean mommy and daddy are asleep?” She hugs her Teddy Bear tightly, imploring me with her innocent green eyes.
“Yes. They’re asleep.” I say walking towards her, I rest my hand at her delicate shoulder and ask. “Say, where’s your room? You should rest; your parents are going to wake you up soon.”
The little girl nods and turns back pointing the obvious direction where her room is.
“Seven, it’s a little girl. Don’t you have any mercy?” Gus stands.
I turn my head towards him and press my finger on my lips, signaling him to be silent. In exchange, he gave me a glare that I’m already used to. I followed her through the dark hallway; she stopped at a certain door and stand in tip toes to turn the knob. Her room was lit with nightlight bears. She happily skipped all the way to her bed and sat at its middle, waiting for me to come with her. I walked slowly plastering a fake smile to her.
I let her lie down, still watching me. I pulled up her quilt seeing that her eyes are starting to droop. I brush her blond curls and she smiles faintly.
“Make me go to sleep, mister.” She murmurs. “I want to see my parents.” She smiles at her eyes closed.
For the first time since I've done this, I never felt a sense of regret. I took my pocket knife from my inner jacket, held the little girl’s shoulder with my free hand and let the cold blooded knife run deep her into her neck.
Her breathing stopped.
Blood slowly drips from her closed mouth.
My heartbeat rings in my ears as if I’ve done this for the first time.
I killed the little girl.
Wiping the bloodied knife in my pants I stood up and walked away and slowly closed the door as if the little girl would wake up if I've done it quick.
Walking back to where I left Gus, he’s gone, I look everywhere then saw that their study room was lit and their door was barely open. I took my pocket knife from my inner jacket and carefully walk towards the study room.
“I told you we need this shit to be clean.” Gus stood in front of the President’s study desk.
“It is clean.” I say peeking out behind Gus’ shoulder.
“Hey, memorize this thing.” Gus says giving me the paper.
132 DUCKLING ST.
GOLDEN CAFÉ AND RESTO BAR
MC’BRINEWOOD IMPORTATION & EXPORTATION CORP.
“These locations don’t make sense.”
Gus compiles the important document as he says. “What part of ‘mystery’ don’t you get?” He taps the piled documents once and inserts them in his trench coat. “Now come on, we have to be there on time.”
“Please me.” A young woman says while pressing her fingers at her glossy red lips.
“The president was killed by Seven.” Gus reports without any expression.
The young woman’s pitch black eyes drone at me, giving out a grin. “As I’d expect from my favorite toy.”
I hated this woman.
I consider her as a whore.
But she’s not a prostitute.
She’s our boss. Though, without her, I won’t be living in a nice place and some good money I get whenever I please her.
I just stare back at her unemotionally.
But she stares at me with affection.
This is what she always does to her toys. Every one of her toys is a male, not woman, nor homosexual. And she pays them for being a gigolo. And I’m one of them.
“So.” Her eyes shift to Gus. “The documents?” She lazily lends out her open hand in a gesture.
Gus clumsily takes the documents out of his trench coat and gives the documents with care to the whore.
Her pitch black eyes shifts page after page then looks under her lashes. “Have you collected all the important ones?”
Gus nods. “Yes, my dear.”
“Do you see any vaults in the house?”
I shook my head. “We didn't have time to look around to find vaults since we lack the time needed.”
The young woman gives a simper smile.
“Do you care to tell me why?”
No. But just for the sake of money. I’ll do it.
I held my open palm and rest it in my chest and bow down. “With all my pleasure.”
The whore gives an evil smile.