"Do you have him?" A voice hissed from the receiver in my hands.
"Yes." I echoed back, lowering it from my face.
The cool night air surrounded me as the target stumbled out of his car. He cursed as he dropped his keys in a puddle of water. He bent over, reaching for it. His knees popping as his body went down. I waited behind a large oak tree. The dark black air concealed me just as well as the tree did. The wind bit at my exposed legs making me shiver. I smelled the heavy sent of cologne I could only guess it was from our victim. My gym shorts were too thin! What was Miles thinking? It was freezing out here. My cover wasn't very convincing, a girl jogging after the sun had gone down, without a jacket or even a light. Miles had voiced to me that it didn't matter what my cover was, because acting was the most important. "Lie to the devil if you have to." is what he said.
I spit on the ground. Our plans were sick and our intentions were selfish but the prize was well worth the sacrifice of values and morals. I liked to think I had integrity but deceit only coated that.
"What are you waiting for? Is there a problem?" I smiled. He knew me too well, knew that I was stalling. I held the vial in my hand, twisting the small capsule with my fingers.
Pulling the receiver up to my lips I whispered,"No."
The small injection in my sweaty palms, I shook it. Creating a milky blue color as it swirled and faded back to white. Miles was a genius, I thought as I jogged over to the target.
"Excuse me." He jumped a little, startled by my random approach.
"Excuse me." I repeated.
The target coughed, "Yes?"
"Hey, do you have the time?" He looked at his wrist with a golden watch. A very nice looking one, with a clean face. I wonder if Miles would be mind if I...
"It's 10:07"
"Dang it!" I snapped my fingers artfully. He looked away uninterested and started locking his car again.
"Hey, I was jogging and got lost do you know where we are?"
"Stapleton Street." He responded gruffly. I sighed, irritated.
"I don't know where Stapleton Street is." I said more slowly. "Could you give me a ride?"
"Look girl I'm busy. I have places I need to be."
"May I at least borrow your phone?" He turned to me, his puffy face towering over mine. I just needed to get closer... Only a little.
"I don't have a phone." He spat. His face inches from mine. I lifted my hand up and shoved the injection into his shoulder. He screamed and backed away holding his arm. His eyes started to haze over as the medicine swam through his body. His fingers instinctively went up to his head as he stumbled.
"What are you doing?" He choked out. "Are you crazy? I don't have any money, I swear."
I didn't reply, I waited. Staring at the man and knowing the thick poison would only take about a minute. It was a poison to the mind, and I could see it as I looked into the targets eyes. He shoved his hand into his pocket as I opened his car door. I turned my head and looked at him.
"I thought you said you didn't have a phone."
"I thought you said you were lost" He weezed before collapsing. His face scraped agaist the gravel. I grabbed his phone and put it in my pocket.
"Sweet dreams." I whispered, the thought of him robbing the jewerly store for us consuming my mind.
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