HARD TO GET

fussing around a briefcase. One of them was the undercover cop. Apparently, there were another four guys spread around the building, keepi

hat we could hear what was going on with them, but they couldn’t hear us unless

roring my position and aiming at the building too. “I’ll c

then.” He nodded, lookin

I’m going in,” Kurt, one of my m

not ready, just wait for

eone coming, I n

to, and wait for the signal. We have an u

to their exchange. Kurt was always like th

m down if I needed to. Three of the guys immediately looked around, shocked; they were suits, they had others to do the shooting for them so they just stood there with their hands up innocently. The undercover cop moved to the side, b

ing for me to make the call of

for a shot that wouldn't hit Kurt. They were scuffling around

ould pick them up. Somehow the guy grappling with Kurt got the upper hand and grabbed the gun from the floor, standing at the same time as Kurt and pointing the gun

cker,” the

u won’t make it out of here alive,” Kurt stated, holding his hands up in surrende

a shot?” I cal

nothing. Kurt

us. “Steve, Cody, you have a shot?” I asked hopefully. I had a shot, but didn’t want to take it; it was straight t

replied. Fuck it! “You ha

d. “I have

atching. Move your fucking body out of the way! Kurt was still trying to calm the

Give me the gun, and it’ll be

I can’t,” the guy cried,

ened. Without hesitation, I pulled the trigger on my assault rifle. The shot smashed the window in the build

, and I hated it. I hated to know that I was the one to end someone’s life. It played on my mind after – not that anyone knew that, of course, I didn’t talk to anyone about my feelings because it was just my job. I was damn good at it too; I was the best long-range s

ng my shoulder as I packed up my gun once we’d

k. I needed to fuck someone senseless and get wasted so that I could

vestigation when a kill was involved. Kurt was standing off to one side, smoking and laughing with one of the other team members as if nothing had happ

r that he was s

damn well ordered for once in your life?” I snappe

end, so what’s your probl

k up, or you’re going to get yourself killed,” I spat, my face inches from his. All

get myself killed, Jace, y

from me, watching as he stumbled an

forehead just like he did,” I retorted, turning and picking up my gun

e interviewed too. Finally, after about two hours of talking, I was dismissed and allowed to go home early while they combined their evidence and then made their

that I could go out tonight and get wasted. I really needed something to take

eelings started seeping in, but even that didn’t appeal to me at the moment. Instead

lings on to. A girl to hold me, so I could think about anything other than the way the target’s eyes went vacant just befo

re lying next to me,with her arms wrapped around me, whispering that it was alright that I felt guilty inside and telling me that I