Somewhere in downtown,
Clippers were frantically searching for the Boogeyman known as Nick. The notorious hitman who is 6'3 feet tall white guy had managed to evade them once again, leaving them fuming with anger and frustration. Clipper, one of the enforcers tasked with hunting down Nick, shouted out,
"Hey Nick, did you know I slept with your wife many times?"
Nick, unperturbed, calmly replied, "Yeah, I know, your mama is so adorable, my son."
The tension between them was palpable, and it was clear that they both meant business. Nick was a seasoned hitman, and he had made plenty of enemies in his time. But despite the odds stacked against him, he had managed to stay alive and continue his deadly trade.
"Did you know some of the best love stories starts with a murder". Nick said making laugh at clipper.
"Yes but it'll be you son of a bitch who is going to be killed today". Clipper replied with anger .
"Oh you're so Dark I can't see you".
"Tufffff" a bullet came from dark and hit at the clippers leg, Boogeyman is coming from swollen street holding a gun. " I told you that it's not going to be me" tufffff, a perfect headshot and the clipper was in the basement of hell..
" He's here ",all clippers were gathering at the place.
Nick was in the middle of a job, holed up in a fortified bunker, bracing himself for the incoming missiles and bullets. but he was the unpredictable Boogeyman He had been hired to take out a high-profile target, and he knew that the stakes were high.
With a 9mm gun in hand and a bunch of grenades equipped, Nick was ready for whatever was thrown at him.
"Fucking hell, they must be paying double for this," he muttered to himself.
"Two weeks ago",
Alarm ringing...
"Ahh shit, it's 11 AM I was supposed to be at church today".
"Phone ringing ", hello! Nick. Where are you ? You were supposed to be here today but you are still sleeping like a lazy dog.. Said Nick's mother who waits for him every Sunday at church.
"I'm coming I'm coming Mama ,I'll be there in just 10 minutes".
"Szmazszzz" opening the garages door. A black colored Mustang boss 429 model was parked there, Nick took out his car and went to a fuel station.
But when he arrived at fuel station a group of Clippers was waiting for him at the station. They pointed their guns at him and ordered him to come with them, telling him that they had a job for him.
Nick replied with his trademark wit, "Is that a banana hanging on your neck?" When the Clipper had responded "NO",
Nick threatened him that "of course it's not but if you didn't put your gun's down on my Head then I will cut your cock and hang it on your neck". So you can see it everyday and remember that it was Nick who chocked my cock and hanged it like a banana". you fucker.
"Trrrrtrrtrrrrtrrr"
An strong electric shock had followed from behind, and Nick founded himself on the ground and he was in a deep sleep.
some time passed, " what the hell, why did you turned off the lights ?, Ahh sorry I'm blindfolded… said nick, dramatically.
"You guys know I hate being blindfolded," Nick had said, annoyed, as he was carried to an unknown location.
"If you didn't stopped barking I'll give you an other shock so you can enjoy it until we reach at our destination". Clipper was annoyed.
"Remove it, or I will burn this fucking van," he had threatened.
A hoarse voice had come from the darkness, and the blindfold had been removed. Nick found himself in a dark room, illuminated only by a blinking tube light. He saw a man in front of him, expertly veiled with a mask wearing a brown suit, holding some thing in his hand.
The masked man handed Nick an envelope and a picture with descriptions written behind it. "This is your target, Nick," the man said.
Nick leaned back in his leather chair, staring at the man sitting across from him. He could tell that the man was older and had a deep voice, but he couldn't discern his identity.
"You want me to do what?" Nick asked, his eyebrows furrowed.
"I want you to kill a man," the man replied matter-of-factly.
"That's not really my line of work, buddy," Nick scoffed. "I'm a plumber."
The man leaned forward, his eyes glinting. "I know who you are, Nick. You're the best in the business.
I saw you killing a man with a snooker stick at the bar, "a fucking stick". And I'm willing to pay top dollar for your services."
"Sorry, uncle, I don't know what you're talking about," Nick replied, trying to play dumb.
"Five million dollars," the man said, revealing his cards.
Nick shifted in his seat, intrigued despite himself. "Who is this man you want me to kill?"
"His name is Paul Waldorf, He's a drug lord," the man said. "He's been terrorizing this city for too long, and it's time someone put an end to him."
Nick had considered the offer carefully. He had been a hitman for years, but he had never taken on a contract like this before. Killing a drug lord would be risky, but the payoff would be huge.
"All right," Nick said, extending his hand. "I'll do it. But it's going to cost you."
"I'll give you 5 million dollars," the masked man said, his voice low and menacing. "Here's some advance, 2 million dollars in cash.
" Nick's heart pounded as he took the briefcase filled with cash. "Do you know what a man wants in his life?" he asked, trying to break the tension.
The masked man let out a hollow laugh. "What things?"
"Pussy and money. HA HA HA," Nick replied, trying to lighten the mood.
The masked man's expression remained stoic. "You have to be careful, Nick. If Paul Waldorf knew that you accepted his bounty, you'd be gone forever. He's the craziest motherfucker you'll ever see.
" Nick felt a chill run down his spine. "That's why I have to call my buddies. They're the only people who can fuck their own Mama's for money.
" But Nick didn't know what was waiting for him. Paul was the man who had a powerful lobby at every department, political support, the police in his pocket, and he was the richest drug lord in the town.
As the masked man walked away into the darkness, Nick felt a sense of unease settle in the pit of his stomach. He knew he was in over his head, but he couldn't back out now.
"I'll see you at the end of the job," Nick called out to the masked man, his voice trembling slightly.
The masked man turned back to him, his eyes gleaming in the dim light. "We'll see," he said cryptically, before disappearing into the night.
Nick knew he had a long and dangerous road ahead of him, but he was determined to take down Paul Waldorf and collect his bounty, no matter the cost.
Next Chapter......