Amy scrambled over the center console, trying to wedge herself into Alexander’s lap, in her frantic movent, her foot caught the latch of the glove compartnt, causing the door to snap open
She glanced down, and her breath hitched, resting inside the compartnt was the cold, black fra of Alexander’s TMC firearm "What the fuck?!" scread Amy, flinching back against the passenger seat, her eyes wide with terror as she pointed at the dashboard "Alex! Is that a real gun?!"
"Calm down" said Alexander, his voice steady as he reached over and clicked the compartnt shut "It’s mine, nothing is going to happen"
"Yours?!" cried Amy, her mind racing as she bombarded him with questions, the sexual tension evaporating in an instant "Are you a sicario? Are you a hitman? Are you doing illegal stuff, Alex? Where did you get that? Where did the Rolex co from?!"
"No" stated Alexander, shifting back into his seat and adjusting his clothes "I have a permit, it’s fully registered, and the open-carry authorization was processed legally, you don’t have to worry about that"
Amy stared at him, her chest heaving as she tried to process his calm deanor "What the hell are you mixed up in, Alex? Just tell the truth!"
"Nothing serious" explained Alexander, his tone nonchalant "I am just a security agent for high-profile clients, they pay very well, but so of the assignnts can get a bit risky"
Amy swallowed hard, leaning forward slightly "Have you... have you killed soone?"
Alexander remained silent, his dark eyes fixed on the windshield, offering no response to her question, the quiet in the cabin grew heavy and cold "Fine" muttered Amy, her voice dripping with sudden bitterness as she buckled her seatbelt back on and adjusted her uniform skirt "If you don’t want to tell , just say so, just take to school"
Alexander turned the key, and the engine roared back to life "I can’t believe I just sucked your dick in a random alley, and you still don’t trust enough to tell the truth" muttered Amy, turning her head sharply toward the passenger window to hide the frustration in her eyes
Alexander shifted the car into gear and pulled out of the narrow alleyway, even though he cared for Amy, he had no intention of dragging her into the dark, violent reality of TMC, it was too risky, and keeping her in the dark was the only way to ensure her safety, he pressed his foot on the accelerator, driving the rest of the way to her school in a heavy, unbroken silence
The car pulled up smoothly against the curb right outside the main gates of the high school, groups of students in uniforms were milling around the entrance, chatting and holding folders for their graduation photos, Amy unbuckled her seatbelt with a sharp jerk, she grabbed her bag from the floorboard, but before she opened the passenger door, she paused and turned her head to glare at him, her green eyes flashing with a mix of hurt and anger "When you finally decide to trust , you co look for " said Amy, her voice shaking as she threw the words right at his face "If you aren’t going to do that, then I don’t ever want to see you again in my life!"
She slamd the car door shut with a loud bang, turning on her heel without looking back, Alexander watched through the window as her pleated skirt swayed, her rich perfu still lingering heavy in the leather seats as she disappeared into the crowd of students, Alexander let out a slow breath, his hands tightening on the steering wheel, he glanced down at his blue Rolex, put the car in drive, and accelerated away from the curb
Alexander’s phone vibrated in his pocket, he pulled it out at a red light and saw a text from Marcus, it contained a comprehensive file on his target family, the sister was nad Ashley, and the mother was Jessica, according to the data, they lived deep in the slums, a sharp contrast to the wealthy hill he had just left, Ashley was currently enrolled at a nearby public high school, finishing her final year, she was technically a year older than Amy, but she had been held back due to a massive streak of unexcused absences, right below the text, Marcus sent a live GPS location along with a brief update: Ashley had just skipped her morning classes and was currently heading toward a sketchy local bar called The Iron Hide
So early in the morning? thought Alexander, his brow furrowing as he looked at the map, he glanced down at his blue Rolex, he was supposed to be heading to his own university classes right now, he stared at the steering wheel for a second, weighing his options, before a cold smirk touched his lips "To hell with it" muttered Alexander
University was completely unimportant compared to his business, he could easily show up later, flash his credentials, and secure a dical or administrative excuse to clear the absence, Alexander spun the steering wheel, making a sharp U-turn across the avenue, he hit the accelerator, leaving the school district behind as he navigated the car toward the decaying, gray streets of the slums
Alexander drove down the decaying streets of the slums, following the blinking blue dot on his screen, as he approached the coordinates for The Iron Hide, he noticed the GPS marker was still moving slightly, he slowed the rcedes to a crawl, looking around, the target wasn’t inside the main bar area, the map showed her walking in a space behind the building, but there were no actual streets or public alleys marked on the grid, there must be a backroom, or so hidden corridors behind the main venue, thought Alexander, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the grimy exterior of the bar
Before opening the car door, he reached into the glove compartnt and grabbed his TMC firearm, he checked the safety and slid the cold tal weapon directly into the waistband of his trousers, to make sure it was entirely hidden from sight, he unbuttoned his cuffs and untucked his shirt, letting the fabric hang loose enough to cover the grip, satisfied that the weapon was concealed, Alexander stepped out of the rcedes, locked the doors with a quick click of his key fob, and walked toward the entrance
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