had her first taste of what it meant to be a professional killer and it had left a mark on her. I’d thought she’d appreciate putting a man like Krause six feet under.
But some people weren’t cursed with my killer instinct.
She came out of the shower in her regular clothing. The young woman looked so rejuvenated. Yet, I couldn’t help but shake the feeling that the whole experience had left her cold. She sat next to me on the couch. “Did you hear back from Cobbs yet?”
I placed hand on her shoulder. “I’m sorry, Kelly.”
She raised an eyebrow. “For what?”
“For pressuring you into acting as bait for Krause,” I sighed. “I’ve been doing this by myself by a long time. Any people I’ve worked with were trained professionals. I didn’t consider your feelings. You don’t deserve to wade through the sludge like I’ve done for years.”
“I know the risks,” she replied. “I want to get back at Colman and Gregori for killing my father.”
“You’re not a wolf like me,” I said. “You don’t have the killer instinct to be in this line of work. Maybe when all of this is over, you can return to society and live a normal like with your humanity intact. Society’s no place for a monster like me.”
“I thought it would be easy watching a man like him die,” she whispered, glancing away for a moment. “But it made me think of my father.”
I gave her a bittersweet smile. “Good, it means you’re still human.”
“You’ve been good to me, Jackie,” she said, placing a hand on my cheek. “Don’t think of yourself as inhuman.”
I looked away. “That’s the worst part of it of it. I don’t feel anything about that man’s death. It’s just business as usual.”
Kelly didn’t say anything. Instead, she kept her hand on my cheek. Then, she leaned forward.
We kissed.
It wasn’t the first time I had kissed a woman. Not by a long shot. But it was the first time it didn’t feel like perfunctory gesture.
Kelly’s love for me was almost tangible. I could feel it permeate the air. This wasn’t some make out session before a quick fuck in the private room of some whorehouse. The woman poured her heart and soul into me. It felt so sincere that I almost wanted to weep.
I placed a hand on the back of her head and took her in for a deeper kiss. My fingers trailed through her hair that had been now cut short. I hated the fact that I had changed her appearance. But I had to keep her safe.
I’d protect Kelly even if it meant putting my life on the line for her.
Then, the phone rang.
Startled, we both broke apart. I took the phone out of my pocket and opened it. Business always had a way of interrupting pleasure.
Kelly blushed as she asked. “Is it Cobbs?”
I nodded before looking back at my phone. “We have work to do.”
This time, I rented a car to meet with Cobbs. The man was holed up in the back of some Korean dry cleaning service. Laundry wasn’t the only business this establishment dabbled in. It was owned by one of the most notorious fixers in the criminal underworld. He went by the name Mr. Lee and no one knew a thing about his real identity.
The ride to our destination was without conversation. Kelly sat beside me and looked at the streets. Her eyes took in the various apartments and stores. It was as if she was trying to say goodbye to them. A part of her knew she could never go back to her home after all of this was over.
Her kiss still burned on my lips. I hated to take her deeper into my world. She deserved a normal life away from a man like me.
When we reached out destination, Kelly and I walked to the back entrance. A tall Korean man guarded it like a hawk. He looked large enough to be over three hundred pounds with most of it being muscle. I could’ve probably