Page 69 of A Touch of Heaven

We walk out into the cool air, and I take a deep breath.

“Back to mine sexy?” he asks me, and I nod. “My car’s just at the end of the street.”

Oh, I know I think. I already broke into his car and removed the taser slipped into his door pocket. I also removed the gun hiding in the glove compartment.

I nod biting my lip at him. “Sounds like a plan.”

We walk quietly to the end of the street. His phone buzzing as he hides it from me quickly tapping out a text giving me an effortless smile as he looks back at me.

“You’re really special Jessie.”

“How many times have you used that line?”

He snickers, “Caught me, a few…did it work on you?”

“I’ll let you know babe.”

He opens the car door for me like a gentleman before he walks over to his side, opening the door and sitting down. He pulls me in to kiss him, I open my eyes as our lips meet watching his hand moving behind him. He pulls back his eyes wide as his fingers grasp air and he feels something press into his side.

“Looking for this James?”

I press the taser into him and press it on as he shrieks in pain, but I don’t let go instead pressing it harder as his body shakes and his eyes close. He actually looks sweet as he lays there unconscious. I reach over pulling his phone out of his jacket pocket.

“Happy hunting,” his last text said and I glance at the name of the sender. Sam…the bartender. I send a reply out to him.

“Want to have some fun before?”

“OMW” comes back the reply.

God, he can’t even be bothered to type properly. I jump out of the car taking the gun and taser with me waiting for him as I sit on the bonnet of the car. Very quickly he comes round the corner and I lean back on my hands. “Hey cutie.” I smirk playfully at him as he approaches.

“Where’s James?” he asks nervously.

“Gone to get a bottle or two. I mentioned how I like to be railed by two guys at once and how hot you were, and he told me you were friends and might want to join us tonight?”

His face eases as he grins at me. he leans his hands on the car bonnet.

“Mmmm is that right? I didn’t peg you for that kind of girl.”

I reply with a smirk of my own. “What kind of girl is that?”

“One that’s trouble…”

I laugh because he has no idea. I remove the gun from behind me shooting it quickly downwards and it hits his knee cap. Thank god this gun had a silencer on it. He crumples to the floor quickly and in agony I slide of the bonnet walking over to him.

“You…you shot me… You fucking bitch, you shot me” He cradles his knee to his chest as he looks up at me. His expression a mix of anger and shock.

“How many girls did you drug for him?”

His eyes widen as he realizes I know.

“What? No… I”

I shoot again, this time in his thigh, this time he screams out.

“You’re crazy.”

I laugh a little manically. “Maybe, now how about we try this again. How many girls have you drugged for him?”

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