Some mornings she felt
like she couldn’t even breathe. But this morning she knew anything and everything
was possible. Maybe even murder.
Cassie tugged through
her knotted ash blonde hair with a fine comb, she wasn’t really paying
attention, and her mind was elsewhere. She knew what she wanted and she knew
where to get it. She continued the arduous task of her morning routine, grabbed
her car keys and seated herself in the vehicle. With a menacing smile drawn
across her face as she dramatically removed the car out of its parking space
and headed to her destination.
Her smile never
faulted as her mind flittered through the disgusting and vicious ways she could
lure and murder her victim. She was so distracted by her thoughts that she
missed the turning to her destination. Was it a sign for her to abandon her evil
duty? Luckily, or unluckily, Cassie didn’t believe in signs, she turned around
and headed back to the missed turn off. She flicked down her indicator and
turned with great force towards her destination. Once she arrived she parked
her car and pulled down the mirror.
“I can do this. I was
chosen for this. He told me I’m ready. I can do this.” She repeated to herself
mechanically. Then she smiled and licked her lips.
Cassie exited her
vehicle, smoothed down her slightly crumpled attire and made her way to the
front door of the chosen victim’s house. Feeling no fear whatsoever she gave a
strong knock on the front door. She began to whisper the same words she said in
the car when the door swung open. Her wicked smile faulted as she was met with
the barrel of a gun barely three inches away from her face. In one swift movement
Cassie whipped out her own gun and aimed.
BANG. BANG. BANG.
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