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Mine came out of the blue and turned my life on its ass.
Five years ago.
It was early morning, and the sun hadn’t yet breached the horizon. Yellow light from the overhead lamp at the wharf entrance gleamed on the wet pavement as fog rose from the water to blanket the dawn in an ethereal veil. Seawater lapped at the barnacled skin of the jetty as sleepy seagulls squawked in the salty air. Somewhere out on the water, a fishing boat signaled its journey back to land.
I waited in the shadows. The invisible man. Ready to make my move as soon as the black Cadillac pulled into the empty alleyway.
I’d watched my mark for days, so I knew he’d be here at this time, in that car, waiting for the gates to open.
When I was given a mark, I was told two things—their first name and the crime they committed against the De Kysa.
Anything else was left for me to work out.
So I stalked my marks, taking note of their patterns, habits, and where they would be at their most vulnerable. Then I executed the hit.
I only knew this guy as Graham. He used to be a bookkeeper for the De Kysa family until he decided to steal from them. The moment Vinnie De Kysa learned of his betrayal and where he was hiding, Graham’s name was added to my hit list.
I knew this guy came here every Thursday to buy fresh snapper off the trawler for his wife. Tonight was date night. His wife liked seafood. Snapper was her favorite. I knew everything.
I also knew there was no CCTV or any kind of surveillance around this part of the wharf.
To be honest, I wasn’t sure about this hit. Usually, the men I killed were involved in human trafficking or had murdered, hurt, or maimed an innocent person. But this guy was a white-collar criminal. He didn’t hurt anyone. Just took what didn’t belong to him, and it didn’t sit well with me that I’d be ending his life over it.
But Vinnie did me a solid when he used his connections to find out the names of the three men who raped and murdered Belle, so I owed him this.
When it was time, I strode up to the car and reefed open the door. I never worried if it was locked or unlocked. If it were locked, my Glock would have it open within seconds.
The mark was startled and froze as I slid into the passenger seat.
“Hi, Graham,” I said calmly.
Because of my size, I was a foreboding presence. But the black gloves and balaclava took me from intimidating to terrifying.
Graham looked like he was going to shit himself.
“Who are you?” His wide eyes dropped to the gun in my hand. “W-what do you w-want? W-why are you in my c-car?”
I pointed the gun at his head. “Guess.”
“I-I don’t k-know why.”
“I can give you eight million reasons why.”
That told him exactly who I was and why I was there.
If it were possible, his face grew paler.
“Let me guess, right about now you’re wishing you didn’t steal eight million dollars from Vinnie De Kysa.”
He closed his eyes and started to sob.
“Come on, Graham, you must’ve realized Vinnie wasn’t going to roll over and let you fuck him up the ass by stealing all that cash from him, did you?”
“I h-had to do it.”
“No! What you had to do was not steal his money. That was legit your one job… protecting his assets.”
“I m-made a mistake.”
