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Authors: Whitney Cannavina
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into the room, I slowly take a good look at each of them and see if they flinch in fear. If they flinch that means they know what they did wrong or they are accomplices in letting the intruders onto my property and into my home. If they do not flinch then that means they are all a bunch of fucking idiots that can’t seem to do their job even with the great fucking pay.
I place the gun that I had hiding under my bar on top of it and point it towards one of the guards showing them that this is not a social call. The guard doesn’t flinch but watches the gun closely with confusion.
“Do you know why I asked you guys here?” The men just stare at me with confusion before slowly shaking their heads. “Do you like your jobs? The money? The sex? Because right now you are all on the verge of losing it all and then some.” I speak calmly not showing them just how angry I am yet. “I know you do, so then how the fuck did someone make it past you dumb fucks and into my home?” I yell with fury causing them to flinch.
“We didn’t know sir. We patrolled as you asked. Following the fence not leaving our designated areas and looked into anything that was amiss. Not once did we see anything out of the ordinary.” One of the men says looking nervous as fuck. I pick up the gun and aim it at each and every one of them wanting so badly to shoot something but holding back for now.
“Ok.” The men heave a sigh of release when I speak in a calm voice not showing my true intentions. “Who was watching the back stretch that the balcony of my room faces?” They all look to each other before looking to one of the men who now seems to be sweating bullets knowing he fucked up.
Bang.
His form slumps as I put a bullet into his head for his insolence. The rest of my guards flinch and look to me hoping they won’t be next. “Clean that shit up and go back to your positions. I’m tired and I don’t want to have to worry about another intruder again tonight. Find someone to replace his post.” Replacing the gun to its hiding spot, I brush past the guards knowing that there is nothing more to be said and head upstairs to my room. Tomorrow I will worry about what these intruders were looking for. Tonight I just want sleep.
***
“Do whatever is necessary to find these guys. I want them dealt with before things get out of hand. Oh and King, if you come back with excuses, I will deal with you personally and you don’t want that now do you?”
“No sir. I’ve got it covered. As soon as I have answers I will let you know.”
“Don’t take too long. I am not a patient man.”
“Yes sir.” I hear the click on his end and throw my phone across the room in frustration. So far, the men have not been able to uncover anything from last night. They searched the property and outside of it for footprints, evidence, anything to point us in the right direction and found nothing. Not a single fucking thing that will help us in figuring out who the fuck got into my house. Now I have my men searching inside the house for any clues. Maybe they took something, left something behind, or left their fingerprints on my furniture. I haven’t heard anything yet though, so that means these guys are professionals. They know how we work and they are playing off our weaknesses. They had to have been watching for a while now because they knew the timing of the guards patrolling. They also seemed to know the lay out of my house, which means they’ve been here, or have access to a blue print. Cops wouldn’t be this sneaky unless they are dirty. But what would a cop want to see in my house? I know I have some illegal procedures that could be brought to light but most of the time they build a case before looking around. I also don’t see my uncle setting this up. He knows what would happen if I found out it was him. He couldn’t be that stupid, could he?
What the fuck were these guys looking for?
I scrub my hands down my face in frustration
I place the gun that I had hiding under my bar on top of it and point it towards one of the guards showing them that this is not a social call. The guard doesn’t flinch but watches the gun closely with confusion.
“Do you know why I asked you guys here?” The men just stare at me with confusion before slowly shaking their heads. “Do you like your jobs? The money? The sex? Because right now you are all on the verge of losing it all and then some.” I speak calmly not showing them just how angry I am yet. “I know you do, so then how the fuck did someone make it past you dumb fucks and into my home?” I yell with fury causing them to flinch.
“We didn’t know sir. We patrolled as you asked. Following the fence not leaving our designated areas and looked into anything that was amiss. Not once did we see anything out of the ordinary.” One of the men says looking nervous as fuck. I pick up the gun and aim it at each and every one of them wanting so badly to shoot something but holding back for now.
“Ok.” The men heave a sigh of release when I speak in a calm voice not showing my true intentions. “Who was watching the back stretch that the balcony of my room faces?” They all look to each other before looking to one of the men who now seems to be sweating bullets knowing he fucked up.
Bang.
His form slumps as I put a bullet into his head for his insolence. The rest of my guards flinch and look to me hoping they won’t be next. “Clean that shit up and go back to your positions. I’m tired and I don’t want to have to worry about another intruder again tonight. Find someone to replace his post.” Replacing the gun to its hiding spot, I brush past the guards knowing that there is nothing more to be said and head upstairs to my room. Tomorrow I will worry about what these intruders were looking for. Tonight I just want sleep.
***
“Do whatever is necessary to find these guys. I want them dealt with before things get out of hand. Oh and King, if you come back with excuses, I will deal with you personally and you don’t want that now do you?”
“No sir. I’ve got it covered. As soon as I have answers I will let you know.”
“Don’t take too long. I am not a patient man.”
“Yes sir.” I hear the click on his end and throw my phone across the room in frustration. So far, the men have not been able to uncover anything from last night. They searched the property and outside of it for footprints, evidence, anything to point us in the right direction and found nothing. Not a single fucking thing that will help us in figuring out who the fuck got into my house. Now I have my men searching inside the house for any clues. Maybe they took something, left something behind, or left their fingerprints on my furniture. I haven’t heard anything yet though, so that means these guys are professionals. They know how we work and they are playing off our weaknesses. They had to have been watching for a while now because they knew the timing of the guards patrolling. They also seemed to know the lay out of my house, which means they’ve been here, or have access to a blue print. Cops wouldn’t be this sneaky unless they are dirty. But what would a cop want to see in my house? I know I have some illegal procedures that could be brought to light but most of the time they build a case before looking around. I also don’t see my uncle setting this up. He knows what would happen if I found out it was him. He couldn’t be that stupid, could he?
What the fuck were these guys looking for?
I scrub my hands down my face in frustration
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