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Author: Kodi Wolf
in her pockets, almost whistling.
As she stepped into the 7-11, the bright lights made her eyes ache, but she quickly adjusted from the darkness outside and went to the glass cases along the back of the store. She bought a sandwich, a soda, and munchies to take back with her to her room. On the way out, she gave the homeless guy sitting by the payphones her change, and then continued back to the motel.
Once back in her room, she ate, then checked her messages and got a simple "Call me" from Doc. She dialed his number and waited. On the seventh ring, it picked up.
"Doc."
The voice sounded crisp, but Case knew he'd been sleeping. Otherwise, he would have picked up by the third ring.
"Case. I'm here."
Doc grimaced as he tried to get his head on straight.
"Good." He punched the button to turn his monitor on and took the computer off stand-by mode. A couple clicks with the mouse and he had the right file up on his screen. "The package is to be delivered COD to a Mrs. Ryan at 436 Elmwood Drive. She'll be paying you in merchandise."
So, this would just be a simple hit, no background search required, but she would have do it in person and make it look like a robbery.
"What's in the package?"
"Some mail-order hunting knives."
Case felt her stomach knot up at the mention of knives.
"Window of delivery?"
"Between 10am and noon. Tomorrow. I've sent you a pic, so you recognize her."
"I'll check my mail. Anything else?"
"Nope. That's it."
"All right, I'll call ya tomorrow."
Case hung up before he could say anything else. She pulled the little laptop out of her bag and used the cell phone to sign on and then checked the appropriate e-mail account. In less than five minutes, she had the graphic of a thirty-something blonde-haired woman loaded on her screen. Now, she had all the info she needed to get the job done. At least this one wouldn't require the purchase of any high-tech equipment. She could just go to one of the shops on Hollywood Blvd., and pick up a $20 bowie knife.
She looked at the time. 2:08am. She could get a few hours sleep, get the knife in the morning, and catch a bus out to the address by 10am. She set the alarm clock for 8am and let her body crash into unconsciousness.
CHAPTER 5
RAIN TURNED OFF the buzzer on her alarm and sat up. Her long black hair was a complete mess and her bright blue eyes were heavy-lidded from sleep. She stood and stretched and headed for the shower. Normally, she wouldn't have gotten up until noon, giving herself three hours to prepare for work, but she'd decided to call the phone number first thing in the morning to give a good impression.
So, she was up at 6am even though she hadn't fallen asleep until after midnight. The hot shower woke her up and breakfast gave her enough energy to do a quick workout to get her blood pumping. By 7:30am, she was ready to make the call. She dialed the number using the new silver-colored cell phone that had come with everything else.
"Doc."
"Hi. I got a message telling me to call this number. I'm Rain," she introduced herself.
"Rain. You're late. You should have called me last night. All right, you got a pen and paper ready?"
"Yeah. Go ahead."
Rain didn't bother to explain that anything she heard, she remembered. She didn't think he needed to know that.
"You need to get out to California. Once you're there, call this number." He rattled off the digits and then continued. "You don't need to bring anything, just the stuff that came in the envelope. Your credit cards will cover all of your expenses until I set up your bank account. If she tells you to fuck off, just tell her the boss sent you and if she has a problem, she can call me. She's going to train you to be the best because she is the best. Listen to her."
The line clicked and Rain listened to the dial tone for a few moments before closing the phone. She went back over the conversation, if it could be called that, and realized she'd never gotten a name for 'she.'
Rain
As she stepped into the 7-11, the bright lights made her eyes ache, but she quickly adjusted from the darkness outside and went to the glass cases along the back of the store. She bought a sandwich, a soda, and munchies to take back with her to her room. On the way out, she gave the homeless guy sitting by the payphones her change, and then continued back to the motel.
Once back in her room, she ate, then checked her messages and got a simple "Call me" from Doc. She dialed his number and waited. On the seventh ring, it picked up.
"Doc."
The voice sounded crisp, but Case knew he'd been sleeping. Otherwise, he would have picked up by the third ring.
"Case. I'm here."
Doc grimaced as he tried to get his head on straight.
"Good." He punched the button to turn his monitor on and took the computer off stand-by mode. A couple clicks with the mouse and he had the right file up on his screen. "The package is to be delivered COD to a Mrs. Ryan at 436 Elmwood Drive. She'll be paying you in merchandise."
So, this would just be a simple hit, no background search required, but she would have do it in person and make it look like a robbery.
"What's in the package?"
"Some mail-order hunting knives."
Case felt her stomach knot up at the mention of knives.
"Window of delivery?"
"Between 10am and noon. Tomorrow. I've sent you a pic, so you recognize her."
"I'll check my mail. Anything else?"
"Nope. That's it."
"All right, I'll call ya tomorrow."
Case hung up before he could say anything else. She pulled the little laptop out of her bag and used the cell phone to sign on and then checked the appropriate e-mail account. In less than five minutes, she had the graphic of a thirty-something blonde-haired woman loaded on her screen. Now, she had all the info she needed to get the job done. At least this one wouldn't require the purchase of any high-tech equipment. She could just go to one of the shops on Hollywood Blvd., and pick up a $20 bowie knife.
She looked at the time. 2:08am. She could get a few hours sleep, get the knife in the morning, and catch a bus out to the address by 10am. She set the alarm clock for 8am and let her body crash into unconsciousness.
CHAPTER 5
RAIN TURNED OFF the buzzer on her alarm and sat up. Her long black hair was a complete mess and her bright blue eyes were heavy-lidded from sleep. She stood and stretched and headed for the shower. Normally, she wouldn't have gotten up until noon, giving herself three hours to prepare for work, but she'd decided to call the phone number first thing in the morning to give a good impression.
So, she was up at 6am even though she hadn't fallen asleep until after midnight. The hot shower woke her up and breakfast gave her enough energy to do a quick workout to get her blood pumping. By 7:30am, she was ready to make the call. She dialed the number using the new silver-colored cell phone that had come with everything else.
"Doc."
"Hi. I got a message telling me to call this number. I'm Rain," she introduced herself.
"Rain. You're late. You should have called me last night. All right, you got a pen and paper ready?"
"Yeah. Go ahead."
Rain didn't bother to explain that anything she heard, she remembered. She didn't think he needed to know that.
"You need to get out to California. Once you're there, call this number." He rattled off the digits and then continued. "You don't need to bring anything, just the stuff that came in the envelope. Your credit cards will cover all of your expenses until I set up your bank account. If she tells you to fuck off, just tell her the boss sent you and if she has a problem, she can call me. She's going to train you to be the best because she is the best. Listen to her."
The line clicked and Rain listened to the dial tone for a few moments before closing the phone. She went back over the conversation, if it could be called that, and realized she'd never gotten a name for 'she.'
Rain
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