The moon was noisy tonight, disturbing the entire neighborhood with an ambiance that made it possible to hear even the tinniest ruffle of the leaves which greeted each other as the cool evening wind blew. The park tonight was unusually quiet, no patrol cars passed by, even the owls had decided not to serenade the atmosphere with their hoots.
This seemingly unending quiet fest was abruptly interrupted with shots that came from LA MAJESTIQUE; the biggest company in the city, it had just been robbed and the private security guards were spiraling shots into the air all aiming for a silhouette of a man who now darted across the park grounds seeking refuge in one of the booths.
The wetness of Cole's shirt was obviously was not as a result of the sweat that was now pouring out his skin's surface, he could feel the pellets of the one bullet that found him and now lodged in his clavicle. This pain was new, he had never been shot before, but he didn't have the time to listen to his pains because he was filled with so much rage.
he had been set up
It was supposed to be a very simple job, the information he got was very accurate. His two month old study of how LA MAJESTIQUE operated was very detailed, even to the names of all the dogs that some of the guards had as companions on the job.
It all felt like they were were expecting him tonight, and even waited for him to come out the vault before the shooting contest began. The shooting had now stopped giving the moon back its silent night. Cole attempted to exit the booth but couldn't make it past the first two steps before his back greeted the park lawn and he remained there admiring the moon as she entertained the stars tonight.
He blinked, and when his eyes opened the moon had gone...he blinked again, this time all he saw were flickering fluorescent lights, even the air now was thick...he blinked for the last time and that was it...he sunk into his subconsciousness.
L'HOPITAL ANTONIETTE the following morning....
The bed was so soft, he almost couldn't feel the pain again, quickly...he checked for his guns and his wallet but they were not in sight. Whoever got him into this gown should have paid a little attention because white wasn't a color he was comfortable with.
INTERMISSION
She walked in with such slow-mo giving Cole the biggest arousal he had ever experienced in his adult life, and he couldn't hide it; the hospital robe wouldn't let him. Boy was she a delight for the eyes; a perfect ten, with a long blonde hair, the most beautiful teeth ever, a fantastic rack that seemed to want to be set free from the clothes that now imprisoned them. Her legs looked like something that should be placed at an auction and sold to GOD.
"If this was a nurse, then I have been in the wrong profession all my life..." he thought to himself.
Jacqueline was very professional about her job, not that Cole's welcoming arousal didn't get her attention, at least it felt good to know she still had that effect on guys. She checked the monitors, ensured his vitals were okay and simply asked "I hope you are comfortable plum?", when he nodded his head affirmatively, she sent him a warming smile and informed him that he will be discharged by noon, with that, the pageantry walk began again as she counted her steps to the door. Cole felt his blood thickening and the sensation was crazy, "What was her plan?" "Why didn't I say hello or even get a number?...SHIT..."**
At exactly 1 pm another nurse came to perform the final rights before letting Cole go. As expected, he quickly ran to the reception not minding the bandaged cast on him to inquire about this strangely beautiful lady, it was a futile expedition seeing as the Hospital was quite big and very busy at that time of the day and the only information he could provide the very impatient fat nurse at the counter was her name and the gesticulations he was foolishly making to show Jacqueline was pretty and really pretty.
Cole had to leave, he still had to figure out what went wrong last night and how he even ended up on that bed this morning. Soon as he got home, he started going through his information one after the other, reviewing all his contacts prior last night, by this time Jacqueline was far forgotten.
Back at LA MAQNIFIQUE 4 pm Thursday afternoon
Three bald headed men sat at a round table relieving the events that took place the previous night, on a small screen placed before them. These men were Minister Louis, Monsieur Alexandre and Monsieur Raphael, men who held the economy of Paris in their pockets. Whilst they watched M. Alexandre made one simple phone call and all he said was "GREEN?"...he was obviously satisfied with the answer he got because he smiled and ended the call. That was when he now informed his mates that it all taken care of.
LET THE GAMES BEGIN.
It took Cole three full weeks to finally figure out what went wrong and he went on a killing spree. Every single person who was involved in the planning, Cole tracked down and left their lifeless bodies in a very disturbing manner.
Tonight was going to be the the climax of his plans, he was going for the master architect of his misfortune the night he got shot, just as he attempted crossing the road that separated his target's hotel from where he stood, he saw something that made his blood coil.
"NOT TODAY" "NOT NOW !!!" "Why would she turn up now to jinx his plans tonight."
Jacqueline came out of an eatery just down the road with some friends laughing so hard while they tried to stop a cab.
His mission had changed, he decided to stalk the young pretty lady tonight, the gun he carried must have exhaled because it would mean it gets to rest tonight. Three weeks in a row that same firearm had been on KILL-DUTY.
He got a taxi and trailed behind them till all the girls dropped leaving Blondie all alone. Soon as she got to her destination, he watched her alight the cab and smiled as she entered her house. Cole was familiar with the neighborhood, he had done a job just close to Jacqueline's house some months ago.
He couldn't sleep now, a new focus was in sight.
As early as 6 am he was seated at a bench on the roadside opposite her house wearing a face-cap and patiently waiting for her to emerge, which she eventually did. She was dressed in skinny jeans and a crop top that further threw him into another brief moment of fantasy. "Was she always walking in slow-mo?"
Cole followed her to the hospital, stayed till she closed and stayed with her till she retired home that night. he did this for over a week until he was man enough and summoned courage to feign a coincidental meeting at Jacqueline's favorite cotton candy spot.
THE MEETING
He accidentally bumped into her, sending her cotton candy into the air, he apologized and she said it was okay but he insisted on making it up to her with lunch at LA BOUCHE.
As they ate and laughed together she asked how come he knew that this was her favorite restaurant, he lied and said it was his too...obviously spy week was now paying off.
Cole never believed life could be this sweet... he had the lady of his dreams and still had unfinished business he had to take care off. He couldn't tell her he was a professional gunman and she never asked what happened the night before she met him at the hospital.
He finally made up his mind to tell her everything, but he had one more job left. That night he planned the perfect outing with his love, he picked the best hotel around and booked for their most expensive suite...he had Jacqueline wait for him at the hotel room while he headed out to finish up what he started some weeks back.
The end was now in sight.
Looking up the barrel of the gun, bloodied Mr. Raphael lay speechless.
"Why Ralph...why did you almost end my life? You knew my mission was compromised, heck you personally compromised it !!! and still sent me in to be slaughtered. I guess it all doesn't matter now, hope there is still room for you in hell... I'll be seeing you soon." ...with that his firearm coughed for the final time.
PEACE AT LAST !!!
Cole cleaned up properly and went to meet his lady who was very ready for him in her lingerie. She had waited too long for tonight, he never touched her but promised to make her feel womanly in ways that would make THE LAWS OF KAMASUTRA* feel like a joke tonight.
The suite had an inviting fragrance, his lady was on the bed, he hurriedly tried to dismiss his clothes but she insisted he slowed down. She wanted to watch him, and keep the memories for ever.
After he was left with just his underwear and manly chest in sight, she beckoned on him to join her on the bed. It was four full hours of non-stop pleasure and it climaxed with champagne and a movie which Jacqueline had already planned to give the night the perfect ending.
He fulfilled his promise but never made it to tomorrow.
L'HOPITAL ANTONIETTE 4 pm Thursday afternoon just after Cole was discharged...
"GREEN?"
Jacqueline replies "YES"
HE LOVED HIS NURSE, AND MET HIS DEMISE BY HER HANDS.*
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