Sam hit the floor hard, blood spilled where he hit. "Mr.Drew, I won't ask you agian, I want the money.."

A large man, early 20's and heavily tattooed picked Sam up by his shirt, choking him as he rose "So where is it?"

Sam, blue and bloodied, couldn't speak and merely sputtered for air and what he thought at the time were words. "Ahhh...Dahhn...teeee...hahaha...ahh..ve...eeehht." The large man threw him down once more, kicking him when he had fallen down.

The large man took his handgun from his holster, "You look like trash, fucking trash mate. You know what I do with trash. I take it out." He aimed for Sam's head, Sam looked in his eyes, smiling. He started to laugh, catching the man off guard. "Mr. Drew, I am going to enjoy killing you." Sam stopped laughing and with a snide grin spoke "So am I."

At that time figure cloaked in black dropped from the ceiling, quickly decapitateing the large man in a single Swisssssh of his Katana. The body of the large man fell over spraying the room in a dark crimson. "Took you long enough, he literally had the revolver aimed my face. Do you know how god damn scary that is? Do not blame me if I shat myself, I honestly don't know...I think my legs are broken." The figure walked towards Sam, she took off her mask "Shut up, I saw the whole thing , now we gotta go."

Sam stood up, "Okay babe what do we do now?" Spitting blood onto the ground, she slaps him, Sam grabs her hand and draws her close, she kisses him and whispers "Sorry...it's just business" Sam looks down to see the katana, deep inside his stomach, He looks back up at her, "I..Lov-" she shut his mouth, it hurt to much to hear. She pulled the blade back and slit his neck. The only sound left was a faint gurgling than silence.

She kneeled down and wiped her blade, stepping from outside could faintly be heard, she looked for an escape. There was only one door and a window with a 7 story drop. She felt...trapt

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