I placed the unit master key set
to open the door before stepping in.
"Sylvia, is that
you?" I heard the voice from the rear of the unit. It seems to had come
from the bedroom, and looked like whoever it was; she was taking a shower. I
did not reply, but walked towards the bedroom. I had my Glock out on my right
hand.
The mission was to terminate
all in the unit, including pets. It was the third unit on the tenth floor, with
the luxuries of a high end condo. From the building floor plans, I knew there
were three bedrooms and a living/ kitchen area. It would be a place where you
would place your mistress.
I took out and screwed in the
suppressor. I walked to the main bedroom; furnished with a king sized bed and
wall cupboards, with a dresser. There was the large wall mounted flat screen
facing the bed, and next to it was the bathroom. I could see the Jacuzzi and
the sound of the shower. I stepped towards the bathroom, and was hit by the
bokken on my chest from the left. I fell backwards and dropped the Glock.
“Stand up, bitch.” I looked
up and saw the person. She was nude with her head wrapped in a towel. She was a
beauty but the way she held the bokken, it was not used for diddling. I was
dressed in a blue blouse and jeans, with the sling bag holding my guns.
“Use that.” The lady kicked
over to me another bokken lay at her feet. “I do not want you feel
handicapped.”
The lady then performed a
‘ritsurei’ to me. I returned her bow, as taught to me by my masters in the
dojo. I bowed to her with my waist, and then stepped back. I removed the sling
bag, and flexed my muscles to ease the tension on it. I unbuttoned my blouse
and pulled it loose off my jeans. It felt good to be exposed to the cool air
from the air-cond in the bedroom.
“Nice tits” The nude lady
commented back. I smiled and replied.
“Yours too, with the perky
side.” I smiled at her. She had deployed the ‘jodan-no-kamae’ stance; the left
foot forward and the sword pointing back and the blade facing up. I was not a
student of kendo, but I read to know a little bit of it. The lady took offense
to my stare on her, and changed her stance to ‘Hasso-no-kamae’ stance; an
offensive stance where the left foot is forward, and the sword pointing upright
with the hilt in front of the right shoulder. I smiled as I took up my own
stance; the ‘waki-gamae’; hiding the bokken behind my body only exposing the
hilt to her. It was my favorite as it conceals my move from the opponent.
The lady did the first move;
front foot shomen aimed for my left shoulder. That move called for her to raise
the bokken above her head, while rotating her right hip to step back. She then
moved with a downward cut with her right hip and leg moving forward. She had
forced me to step back until my back was at the doorway. I did the unthinkable
while I rushed out into the corridor back to the living area.
She followed with her feet
shuffling close to the ground, and then she saw me standing there. I had withdrawn
for a bigger space and getting her off guard, with my second Glock drawn to
her. That gun was concealed in the back of my jeans. I shot at her, supposed to
be a double tap, one each in the chest and head, but she was quick on her feet.
She jumped to the side and hid behind the settee.
"Damn!" I muttered
and stepped forward. I was however not prepared when she emerged holding
another gun in her hand. It must have been placed under the settee, and she
shot me in the chest but I also got her in the face. I slumped back against the
wall mounted screen while holding the bleeding at my left ribs wound. She
missed the heart but it was a bloody shot. I staggered over to see if she was
dead.
“Sorry about the aim.” I
spoke to the dead body. “I am sure in Hell, they have re-construction
specialist too.”
The bleeding on my chest was
bad. I had to find some bandages. My search in the bathroom produced no result
except for pain killers and sleeping tablets. I went back to the bedroom and
found the needed. I secured the knickers over the wound, before binding it with
the thongs. I placed an extra piece into my jacket pocket.
Then it was time to leave. The
shot would have alerted other tenants of the floor. I need to get this mission
completed. I did a quick check on the unit and found no one else was there. I
took down the personal details of Sylvia from the drawers. Before I left the
place, I turned on the gas stoves. I placed in the metal container into the
microwave and then left the unit. I unscrewed the suppressor and placed in my
jacket pocket. I reached the lobby when the fire alarm went off. I kept on
rushing out onto the street and hailed a cab.
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