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Me: got it.
I’m still sitting on the beach in a wooden recliner chair that goes with the house. My ass does not want to get up, thankfully I have my laptop out here.
In less than one minute, my laptop is open and I’m fully secured on an encrypted site. You can only get into the site by an invitation link. I could always use my phone to link to it, but it’s too small. I like being able to see the whole picture at once.
Apparently the governor’s son, Chris, has raped several students at Santorin University in New York. Because of his ranking, the governor’s people tried to pay off all of his victims. Usually from what I’ve heard and what I’ve seen done, this is a normal occurrence for those at fault and with connections. One girl he might’ve got away with, but several? This kid is so fucked, but he deserves it.
Three sets of parents are the ones that hired me. They can’t stand this process anymore, the money that keeps getting thrown at them. I chuckle, don’t the Cromwell’s understand that these people are rich, too? Their kids also go to the school that charges over a million a year (yeah, I looked it up). It’s not like they need the fucking money if they can afford this.
The parents easily raised enough for me to get rid of this fucking guy once and for all. In the paperwork it states that they think Chris probably did the shit when he was in high school, too.
He’s twenty-four years old. He should’ve graduated a couple years ago. He is still working on his bachelor’s that he started when he was eighteen, right out of high school.
He’s probably just biding his time, because he is getting away with it, he enjoys it. A classical serial rapist.
I quickly agree to take the job. I click on accept, the payment is three-hundred grand. I have a soft spot for women andchildren, only innocent women (I’ll kill a bitch if she deserves it). Obviously, the children never deserve it.
I stretch, relishing in the sand on the beach, my location is pretty empty, but I paid extra for this. I don’t want to be by a public beach or a family that’s at the beach twenty-four-seven.
Another message comes through. I still have my phone in my hand so I check it.
Handler: recommend extending your stay longer. There’s a good chance there will be another student that you need to take care of at the same university.
What kind of fucking college is this place? Maybe it’s one of those elite schools where fucking anything goes, most likely.
I head inside, saying a silent goodbye to the place I called home for the last week. I’m always ready to leave on a moment’s notice for any job. My bags are always packed. I’m terrified of flying, but I’ll never admit it, and I don’t trust being in the company of so many people for so long. I also don’t trust being in a metal tin can that high up in the fucking air. I envision us all as biscuits waiting to explode.
Leaving my life in somebody else’s hands? Hell no. I love my control and I’ll take my chances driving.
First I need to track down exactly where the bitch is. I’ve heard of Santorin University before, it’s big and very hard to get in to. Chris is using the governor’s status to get whatever he wants and to get away with it. The problem is that his father’s letting him do it. Most likely concerned with his upcoming election. Aren’t all elections upcoming?
The Cromwell’s preferred to shove it under the rug, avoiding any type of scandal. The hit should be for the parents instead of the kid. Scratch that, it should be for all of them.
It tookme less than four hours to drive myself to the college. I was able to find a hotel to rent not very far away.
I bring out my phone and place a call to Remy.
“What’s up beotch?” He always answers like an idiot.
“I’m at the cafeteria. Are you still planning on helping me with this case? If I had to make a wild guess, I would say you’re out college hunting right now.” I found a perfect place in the cafeteria to park my ass in the corner. I’m twenty-seven fucking years old and I’m hanging out in a college cafeteria. Awesome.
Remy decided to meet up with me here.
“I had to take a shit man, but I’m on my way now. Look to your right.” He chuckles slightly. I look to my right, watching him stroll in. The poor fool can’t take his eyes off the multiple young and viral women in this room. Everything is bouncy and very firm. I know that we can’t stay that long in this place. I need to get Remy out of here.
The idiot sits next to me as we both try to fit in and work on finding our target. It doesn’t take long until I nudge Remy in the shoulder, angling my head as my eyes lock on a desperate child trying to latch onto any girl he can find. Maybe the boy has mommy issues.
We watch and follow his movements for several minutes. Most of the students already know what kind of creep he is and to stay away from him.
I continue to glance around as my eyes land on one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen in my life, far more stunning than the one I got rid of in Boston. She’s too good for this place. The raving beauty is sitting in the cafeteria withfriends, even though her body movements scream she is very uncomfortable.
My fisted hand slams down hard on the table as my body starts to lift up, as soon as I see a jerk sitting right across from her throw her plate to the ground.
Remy’s eyes are like saucers as I silently curse myself. How weird is it that I can take the lives, but I never protect them? There’s something that has me enamored by this beautiful specimen.
The senator’s son has long since walked away. I am no longer following him as my attention is radically forced to the girl, whether I like it or not. I wonder what she tastes like? What does she smell and feel like?
I growl out, very noticeably as her dark savior gets rid of the other guy, with his deep embellished words.
