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Author: Sonya Elizabeth
Fiction Rated: M - English - Mystery/Friendship - Reviews: 1 - Published: 07-24-08 - Updated: 07-24-08 - id:2549606

Kathryn
I admired myself in the mirror. A black, short, backless dress was delicately hugging my small figure. I grabbed my bottle of perfume and put a little on my wrists and my neck. I touched up my mascara, eye shadow, and lipstick; blew a kiss to the mirror and grabbed my black purse and walked out my house. Walking to the edge of the sidewalk with one thumb in the air, a taxi pulled up next to me quickly. I got in carefully, since I was wearing black high heels with a diamond flower on each shoe. Closing the door, I handed the piece of paper to the driver, he nodded and off we went. The paper had on it the address of an expensive hotel, where my first assignment was; La Fleur. Calm and sexy was all I had to be. Go to the right room and when it was a perfect opportunity, I had to kill him quietly. No one must know he is dead until at least an hour after I leave the building. That was always the tricky part. I had been meeting with him for some time, so he thought I was his girlfriend by now. Pity, the poor fool actually thought he could go out with someone as good as me; ha. The taxi drove up to the hotel and turned around to give me a smirk as he held out his hand for twenty-three bucks. I handed him twenty-five and asked for him to come back exactly thirty minutes from now. He nodded; I got out, smoothed my dress down again as he drove off. I stood back straight up, looked at the doorman and smiled an innocent smile. He opened the door with a nod and a smirk; I walked through and tucked a five dollar bill in his shirt pocket. I went directly to the elevators. There were only two other people around me, waiting to go up. When it finally dinged, we all went in and we pressed the buttons for our floors. I found it rather interesting that we both pressed the same floors, the little girl pressed it, and the older girl holding her hand smiled at her, as if she was proud of her. Right before the elevator door closed, some idiot came running in, causing the doors to open again and we had to wait for it to close. I sighed aggravated and noticed he pressed the same button as mine, even though it was already lit up.


Peter
Getting out of the limo I quickly went into the hotel, La Fleur, rushing to the elevator. Luckily I made it just in time to get in and I pressed the top floor, but it was after I pressed it I realized it was lit up already. A girl on the side opposite of me giggled a little, “That was a close one!”

I smiled and nodded, “Yeah.” It was a nice chance that I got in with only three other people, so it wasn’t crowded. I sighed, looking at my watch then looking at the small needle above the elevator doors to see it was only on level three. I looked back down and leaned against the railing on the wall of the elevator behind me, just then I noticed some rather nice looking shoes on a woman. They were black high heels with a diamond flower on each shoe. I dared to glance up a little higher and luckily she wasn’t looking my way, but carefully, calmly watching the needle point to higher numbers as the elevator climbed up. She wore a very attractive black dress and I noticed she was wearing a silver necklace with a very different charm on it; a silver, five-point star in a silver circle, with a small jewel at the edge of each point. Each jewel was a different color; the top red, the left blue, the right yellow, the bottom left green and the bottom right black. There was one single diamond in the very center of the star. I had to look away when she suddenly looked at me; I mentally hit myself for staring too long. I hadn’t seen a necklace like that in years. What was that shape; that star in a circle? Why was it in my memory?


Rebecca
I was standing, waiting for the elevator, and a woman in a black dress came stand next to me. The elevator beeped and we walked in, along with my little sister holding my hand. I let her press floor twenty-three and I pressed the button to close the elevator doors, but suddenly a man came running towards it and made it in just before it closed all the way. Of course the doors opened again, but then it closed again. “He’s so cute!” I giggled, “That was a close one!”

He smiled at me and nodded, “Yeah.” I bit my bottom lip, “He’s adorable! Blond hair, blue eyes, and such a nice tan. Not bad attire either!” I looked down at my sister and she was sitting by my feet, playing with her two Barbie dolls quietly. I noticed he pressed the button for the twenty-third floor right before realizing it was already lit up. I almost wanted to laugh; we were all going to the same floor! How ironic! Then I noticed he was looking at the woman in black. “Man, he might be too old for me…


Kathryn
I sighed, aggravated. I looked down back down but felt someone’s eyes on me. I glanced at the man leaning against the elevator wall on the side of the wall I was leaning against to find him staring at my necklace. I moved my head to look directly at him to make him stop staring and he looked away quickly, as if he didn’t mean to stare so long. I smirked, “Guess he couldn’t resist…

Suddenly the needle stopped moving and the doors opened. A man in a black mask got in and held a gun out, pointing at the girl with the little girl sitting next to her, “None of you move! You, press the top floor button, now!” he yelled at the girl. She immediately began crying and pressed the button, holding the small girl closer to herself. The doors closed and the elevator still went up. Obviously this man wasn’t going to let any of us go until he got to where he wanted to go. “Damn it, I should have known something would mess this up.”


Peter
It almost scared the living shit out of me when a man suddenly came into the elevator and pointed a gun at the teenage girl standing opposite of me. What was I to do? Should I try to save the girl and risk my life, even though I had another job to do? I had to go protect that man, I knew the assassin was coming to kill him today, but should I let this poor girl suffer just because I have to go save another’s life? Perhaps I could save two?


Rebecca
I didn’t mean to, I knew I had to be strong in front of my little sister, but I couldn’t help it. I truthfully had never even been this close to a gun before. I pushed the button that he ordered me to push and I instantly felt my little sister hugging my legs. I put my arms around her and tried to keep her quiet. The man was holding my right arm tight and had the gun still pointing at me as he watched the other two in the elevator.

“Sissy, that man has a gun!” Nancy exclaimed, hugging me tight in fear.

“Shhh, I know, I know-” suddenly the man slapped me.

“Shut her up!” he yelled at me, and I looked to her and put my left hand up to my lips, telling her to be quiet.

“Hey, it’s a little girl, what do you expect?” the man on the other side stood up.

The man then pointed the gun at him, “Would you like to die first?”

Suddenly the elevator doors opened at floor twenty-three, our stop. As the door opened, I almost ran to him, but he had a gun in his hands as well, I bent down to cover Nancy’s eyes and ears so hopefully she wouldn’t have to see it or hear it. I quickly told her to close her eyes and don’t listen, keep them closed, etc. A gunshot fired and I was too afraid to turn around until comforting hands grabbed me and pulled me out of the elevator as I didn’t let go of my little sister.


Peter
I was just about to pull my gun out to get rid of this man when the elevator doors opened and my target shot the man himself. I stood there, stunned. This man I had been dating, the man I was supposed to kill, knew this man was in the elevator? How?

“Rebecca, are you alright? Nancy thank god you’re okay. Rebecca, did he hurt you?” the two girls were already dragged out of the elevator and Thomas was comforting them. How did he know these two girls?

Everyone left the elevator in shock. The man I had to protect was the one that saved the two girls; boy I was surprised. I usually had to protect weak people, but this guy could have taken care of himself. “Sir, are these relatives of yours?”

Mr. Thomas nodded, “Yes Peter, these are my daughters. I know I paid you to protect me, but once you got here I was going to tell you to protect my daughters. I already know who will be trying to kill me tonight.” Mr. Thomas looked at the woman in black and held his gun at her.


Rebecca
“Wait, daddy,” I tried, “what are you talking about?”

“Honey, some people in another country want to kill me because I stole three point two billion dollars. I’m sorry I never told you, I wish I hadn’t done that years ago, if I would have known I was going to have two precious daughters, I would have never done it-”

“Daddy, I don’t understand-”

“Peter, take my girls to the apartment and protect them please.” Dad pushed Nancy and I away from him and into the arms of the guy that was on the elevator with us. I wasn’t enjoying the fact that we were all connected through my father. I wish we hadn’t moved here at all. Peter dragged Nancy and I back to our rooms, but I quickly got out of his grasp and ran towards my father again. Nancy tried to fight Peter as well, but he was able to hold onto them. I hugged my father and screamed, “Please, you can’t leave us, daddy! Mom already left us, I can’t take care of nancy by myself!” I cried. I was between my father and the gun pointing at him, but I didn’t care.

“Girl, get the hell off of him.” The woman in black barked at me.

My father pulled me off of him and he shoved me down, yelling at me, “Go to your room! Take care of Nancy, Peter will take care of both of you!” I cried as Peter pulled me to my feet and shoved me down the hallway to our rooms. I ran into the room, for some reason the door was open, and I quickly went right to the phone.

“No, you can’t call anyone-” Peter pulled the phone away from me.

Nancy stood in the corner of the room, silent tears falling down her cheeks, not understanding what was happening.


Kathryn
I could have shot him that moment, but something told me to wait. The girl came running back and was now hugging her father, my target. I told her to move but she didn’t. Her father shoved her to the ground, which surprised me. I breathed carefully, “It wasn’t supposed to work out like this.”

He nodded, “I know-”

“How long did you know it was me?”

“Since the first day you smirked at me.” He pulled out a small card from his back pocket, with my name on it and my picture, and my job description and he tossed it to me.

“Some friends of mine found out and told me that an agent was looking for me, and what-ya-know? You smirk at me that very night at that club-”

“So that’s why you looked so serious with those other men, huh?”

He nodded, then frowned, “Please, whatever you do, don’t hurt my girls.” That’s when it hit me. I remembered. My parents were murdered right in front of me. That’s why so long ago I took this job, to get back at the world for taking my life away from me.

I slowly lowered the gun, and ran to the stairwell, went down one level and went into another elevator. I could already hear the police running up the stairs. How crazy it was, they would run up all those stairs just to find a dead body halfway in, halfway out the elevator and not arrest Mr. Thomas because he was saving his children. They would all be questioned, the body cleaned up, and because of Mr. Thomas’s ‘friends’, no one would ever know any of this happened, other than Mr. Thomas, Peter, Rebecca, Nancy, and myself.


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