let the news make you lose your focus. We’re on a mission.”
With the television turned off, I could see my reflection on the blank screen. We had cut my hair short and dyed to a darker shade. The resemblance to my former self looked muted. “I barely look like myself.”
I’d thought it would be too risky to go out when Gregori’s men were looking for me. However, Jackie decided to give me a makeover. From his experience as a hitman, he knew they’d expect her to be hiding out with her relatives or college friends rather than staying in town under a new disguise.
“That’s what we’re going for,” he replied, holding a bag. The logo on it was that of popular clothing store for girls. “The best way to hide is in broad daylight as another person.”
I guessed he spoke from experience.
Located in a deteriorating two-story house in downtown, the safe house was rather cramped. Jackie had rented the bottom floor from the blind man who owned the property. It wasn’t much smaller than his other apartment. However, much of the space was taken up by his weapons and equipment.
I pointed to his hand. “What’s in the bag?”
“A gift,” he said, handing it to me. “Try it on.”
“Explains why you asked my size,” I said, examining the clothes. I pulled out a miniskirt and a tight button up blouse. They were something a sexy cheerleader type would wear back in college. My dad would’ve freaked if he was still alive. “This is really skimpy.”
“Whoever said I don’t get you nice things?” he joked to which I rewarded with a glare. The man opened up a nearby briefcase to reveal a disassembled sniper rifle. “More to the point, Krause likes skimpy. Nuns don’t strike his fancy.”
I recalled the plan that Jackie had painstakingly setup. I was to locate and talk to Krause in a private nightclub called Noir. I’d get free entry on the account of being a woman.
Then, I had to get up to the second floor which housed private rooms. That’s where Jackie would come in to finish him. We wouldn’t get another chance like this for another month. By then, it might be too late to save Cobbs and track down Gregori. “You said I had to just talk to him, not seduce him.”
“Krause thinks anyone woman who talks to him is one that will spread her legs for him,” Jackie said grimly, examining the individual parts of the sniper rifle. “The man’s balls are his biggest weakness. For better or for worse, he likes college girls. I’d hate to use you as bait but this is the one night each month that Krause treats himself to a night out. He likes this nightclub called Noir. Most other days he’s holed up with whatever criminal organization that’s funding him. It’s hard to get a clean shot and a safe getaway when there’s a private army with him.”
I looked through the bag and found some jewelry. There were a set of studded earrings and a bracelet. “Can’t you ambush him when he’s leaving?”
“He rides with his entourage in a set of four cars with tinted windows,” he answered. “They park directly in the club’s private garage. I have no way of knowing which one he is in. I don’t want to risk using explosives, especially if civilians are caught in the blast.”
It felt strange to take part in killing a man. Then again, Krause seemed like a monster from all accounts. He was said to have raped and beaten countless women. We’d be doing the world a service in getting rid of him.
“If it gets us to Gregori…” I sighed. “You’ll back me up if things get out of hand?”
He lifted his jacket and revealed a pair of high caliber handguns. “I swear I’ll come in guns blazing is he as much as slaps you.”
I eyed the guns. “That’s reassuring. Will you be strong enough to do this? You were shot just a week ago.”
He pulled out a high
With the television turned off, I could see my reflection on the blank screen. We had cut my hair short and dyed to a darker shade. The resemblance to my former self looked muted. “I barely look like myself.”
I’d thought it would be too risky to go out when Gregori’s men were looking for me. However, Jackie decided to give me a makeover. From his experience as a hitman, he knew they’d expect her to be hiding out with her relatives or college friends rather than staying in town under a new disguise.
“That’s what we’re going for,” he replied, holding a bag. The logo on it was that of popular clothing store for girls. “The best way to hide is in broad daylight as another person.”
I guessed he spoke from experience.
Located in a deteriorating two-story house in downtown, the safe house was rather cramped. Jackie had rented the bottom floor from the blind man who owned the property. It wasn’t much smaller than his other apartment. However, much of the space was taken up by his weapons and equipment.
I pointed to his hand. “What’s in the bag?”
“A gift,” he said, handing it to me. “Try it on.”
“Explains why you asked my size,” I said, examining the clothes. I pulled out a miniskirt and a tight button up blouse. They were something a sexy cheerleader type would wear back in college. My dad would’ve freaked if he was still alive. “This is really skimpy.”
“Whoever said I don’t get you nice things?” he joked to which I rewarded with a glare. The man opened up a nearby briefcase to reveal a disassembled sniper rifle. “More to the point, Krause likes skimpy. Nuns don’t strike his fancy.”
I recalled the plan that Jackie had painstakingly setup. I was to locate and talk to Krause in a private nightclub called Noir. I’d get free entry on the account of being a woman.
Then, I had to get up to the second floor which housed private rooms. That’s where Jackie would come in to finish him. We wouldn’t get another chance like this for another month. By then, it might be too late to save Cobbs and track down Gregori. “You said I had to just talk to him, not seduce him.”
“Krause thinks anyone woman who talks to him is one that will spread her legs for him,” Jackie said grimly, examining the individual parts of the sniper rifle. “The man’s balls are his biggest weakness. For better or for worse, he likes college girls. I’d hate to use you as bait but this is the one night each month that Krause treats himself to a night out. He likes this nightclub called Noir. Most other days he’s holed up with whatever criminal organization that’s funding him. It’s hard to get a clean shot and a safe getaway when there’s a private army with him.”
I looked through the bag and found some jewelry. There were a set of studded earrings and a bracelet. “Can’t you ambush him when he’s leaving?”
“He rides with his entourage in a set of four cars with tinted windows,” he answered. “They park directly in the club’s private garage. I have no way of knowing which one he is in. I don’t want to risk using explosives, especially if civilians are caught in the blast.”
It felt strange to take part in killing a man. Then again, Krause seemed like a monster from all accounts. He was said to have raped and beaten countless women. We’d be doing the world a service in getting rid of him.
“If it gets us to Gregori…” I sighed. “You’ll back me up if things get out of hand?”
He lifted his jacket and revealed a pair of high caliber handguns. “I swear I’ll come in guns blazing is he as much as slaps you.”
I eyed the guns. “That’s reassuring. Will you be strong enough to do this? You were shot just a week ago.”
He pulled out a high
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