even a few hours ahead, so at no point in time are we going to go anywhere near that street.”
They all nod their heads, studying the map as they memorize the area.
“Once they’re there,” Johnny starts, looking up from the map. “Once the thugs are in the house, then they’re surrounded. They’re not going to get away. We don’t really need Amber there, do we?”
“Oh, come on, Johnny.” Joe says, pressing his palm against Johnny’s back. “You know we need her to get them in the house, she’s got to get the door.”
“Yeah, yeah, of course.” Johnny says, rubbing the back of his neck as he sighs out nervously. “But she’s really not much of a cooperator, you know? She might just get in the way.” He says, forcing a chuckle.
“What is this!?” Joe asks, squinting his eyes. “Don’t tell me Johnny’s getting soft!”
“Joe… come on. Come on!” Johnny says, straightening his back as he pushes Joe playfully on the shoulder. “She was pretty shaken up yesterday when I last saw her, though, and her family… Her parents have already been through so much.”
“Since when do you care?” Joe asks him, contorting his face to look confused.
“I don’t care!” Johnny defends himself. “Hysteria just makes my job harder is all!”
“If everybody knows what they gotta do, then it’s time to start heading out.” One of the guys says, pointing one last time on the map. “We meet here.” He says, tapping his finger. “Here. Not there, but here.”
“Yeah, yeah, we got it!” Johnny hears Joe say as he walks away, making his way back behind the bar before walking down the hall and stopping in at the bathroom.
He pushes his way inside before walking over to the sink and turning the cold water on as he feels his energy getting more and more nervous.
Joe was right, Johnny’s never really cared about a client this much before. Hell, any other day and the person the client should be most worried about is probably him!
But with Amber…
Johnny bends over, letting out a steady breath as he splashes a handful of ice cold water onto his face before resting his hands on the side of the sink and letting the water drip off.
“Come on! Let’s go! Two minutes everybody!” He hears being called just outside the bathroom door.
He sighs, reaching for a paper towel before patting the water off of his face with it.
Johnny turns around, his stomach flipping as he leans against the bathroom counter before tossing the balled up paper towel over to the garbage can, missing the container completely.
“I’ve never been so nervous before a job before.” He whispers to himself, walking over to the wadded paper towel on the floor to pick up and place in the trash properly this time. “I don’t know what I would do if anything happened to her…. I fucking love that girl so much…”
He sighs, bouncing up and down and shaking himself out before walking back over to the sink and straightening his jacket in the mirror.
“Alright then.” He says, sucking in another deep breath. “Let’s do this.”
Chapter 17
Amber rubs her palms over her eyes as she coughs before spitting the last of what came up into the toilet bowl.
She stands up, walking over to the sink and turning on the tap before sinking her head down into the sink and sucking in some of the cool running water to swish around her mouth.
“If I could stop throwing up for a second, that’d be great.” She whispers to herself, as she wipes the back of her shaking hand against her mouth.
She holds herself up against the bathroom counter, closing her eyes as she takes breath after breath, desperately trying to relax herself.
Well, this is it.” She says, opening her eyes and looking at herself in the mirror. “I can’t turn back now.”
She walks over to the toilet, cringing as she
They all nod their heads, studying the map as they memorize the area.
“Once they’re there,” Johnny starts, looking up from the map. “Once the thugs are in the house, then they’re surrounded. They’re not going to get away. We don’t really need Amber there, do we?”
“Oh, come on, Johnny.” Joe says, pressing his palm against Johnny’s back. “You know we need her to get them in the house, she’s got to get the door.”
“Yeah, yeah, of course.” Johnny says, rubbing the back of his neck as he sighs out nervously. “But she’s really not much of a cooperator, you know? She might just get in the way.” He says, forcing a chuckle.
“What is this!?” Joe asks, squinting his eyes. “Don’t tell me Johnny’s getting soft!”
“Joe… come on. Come on!” Johnny says, straightening his back as he pushes Joe playfully on the shoulder. “She was pretty shaken up yesterday when I last saw her, though, and her family… Her parents have already been through so much.”
“Since when do you care?” Joe asks him, contorting his face to look confused.
“I don’t care!” Johnny defends himself. “Hysteria just makes my job harder is all!”
“If everybody knows what they gotta do, then it’s time to start heading out.” One of the guys says, pointing one last time on the map. “We meet here.” He says, tapping his finger. “Here. Not there, but here.”
“Yeah, yeah, we got it!” Johnny hears Joe say as he walks away, making his way back behind the bar before walking down the hall and stopping in at the bathroom.
He pushes his way inside before walking over to the sink and turning the cold water on as he feels his energy getting more and more nervous.
Joe was right, Johnny’s never really cared about a client this much before. Hell, any other day and the person the client should be most worried about is probably him!
But with Amber…
Johnny bends over, letting out a steady breath as he splashes a handful of ice cold water onto his face before resting his hands on the side of the sink and letting the water drip off.
“Come on! Let’s go! Two minutes everybody!” He hears being called just outside the bathroom door.
He sighs, reaching for a paper towel before patting the water off of his face with it.
Johnny turns around, his stomach flipping as he leans against the bathroom counter before tossing the balled up paper towel over to the garbage can, missing the container completely.
“I’ve never been so nervous before a job before.” He whispers to himself, walking over to the wadded paper towel on the floor to pick up and place in the trash properly this time. “I don’t know what I would do if anything happened to her…. I fucking love that girl so much…”
He sighs, bouncing up and down and shaking himself out before walking back over to the sink and straightening his jacket in the mirror.
“Alright then.” He says, sucking in another deep breath. “Let’s do this.”
Chapter 17
Amber rubs her palms over her eyes as she coughs before spitting the last of what came up into the toilet bowl.
She stands up, walking over to the sink and turning on the tap before sinking her head down into the sink and sucking in some of the cool running water to swish around her mouth.
“If I could stop throwing up for a second, that’d be great.” She whispers to herself, as she wipes the back of her shaking hand against her mouth.
She holds herself up against the bathroom counter, closing her eyes as she takes breath after breath, desperately trying to relax herself.
Well, this is it.” She says, opening her eyes and looking at herself in the mirror. “I can’t turn back now.”
She walks over to the toilet, cringing as she
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