All Human, Dark AU (Part 1). You don’t name your livestock; they’re easier to kill that way. Cardan has a job, getting information out of young college student, Jude. But getting information means getting close but how close can he get if at any given moment, he can be given the order to kill her?
Trigger Warnings: Crude language, Drugs, Sex, Murder/Talks of murder, Sexual/Physical Assault.
It’s cold outside, but it doesn’t bother me as much as it should. I’m more annoyed about the fact that I’m on babysitting duty. Standing in the dark like some perv stalker was never my forte, but I might be on probation for setting off a bomb or two at my maybe brother’s estate. With all the dick wetting my father’s been doing since before condoms were invented, I wouldn’t be surprised if I had a whole country of half siblings I’m unaware of. Balekin, my maybe brother, was not necessarily the target of the explosion, but I probably shouldn’t have assumed he wasn’t in the house with his wife.
Although I was hoping he was.
He’s managed to escape, almost too smoothly, but his wife never made it. With how things went that night, she was supposed to be dead before the explosion. The detonation was only to ensure there were no body, no traceable evidence and no witnesses.
I roll my eyes, more annoyed at the thought of Balekin. That spineless piece of shit is still in the hospital, being treated for burns and maybe a broken bone or two.
A few weeks later, Madoc assigns me to this job. Of course, I can veto anything I want, because whatever I don’t take, Madoc takes instead. He didn’t give me that choice this time. He said that was all we had planned and he knows how much I hate doing absolutely nothing. As much as I hate watching people from afar. My go to methods are usually straight to the point, torture, murder that whole thing. Madoc’s more for the marinating and spooking before pulling out the big guns.
I like to pretend we’re partners but the truth is, Madoc calls the shots most of the time. I just like seeing things go up in flames. There’s always a war between gangs and bikers and politicians and Hell, even neighbors, and the two of us are the last resort so to speak. When there’s no going back and there’s nothing left to do, it’s either one of us that gets called in. We’re the end game, and more so dangerous because we have no ties. Our loyalty lies with the most money offered on a first come first served bases.
Usually I ask for the most basic of information on any given target, but Madoc doesn’t give me anything. When he says shit like, “I’m not trying to punish you,” I know damn well that he is, in fact, trying to punish me.
“I don’t want her killed.”
“Just watch her tonight and report back.”
“I’ll explain later, I have to go.”
My hood is up, now and I blend easily into the shadows, leaning against a big oak tree that sort of marks the perimeter of this house’s backyard and the lake that separates these little rich kids and the less fortunate a boat ride away. Very West Egg/ East Egg of Elfhame. Most of the party is being held outside, though I’ve seen people head back to the house, probably to fuck or shoot up their crack without prying eyes. The music is muffled, some kids are snorting blow, some are shot gunning beer, a joint is being passed, someone jumps into the pool, a couple fights and finally. She walks in.
In a firm fitting set of leggings and a white shirt tied in the front, showing off her mid section, she’s questionably dressed down. Three gold necklaces dangle off her neck, the longest one settling by her belly button and the shortest looking like a golden collar. Her hair is swept up in a knot atop her head, golden earrings dangle from her ears and her lips are a dark red that has my dick twitching. Of course I’d be the one imagining her lips wrapped around my cock, knowing full well that Madoc doesn’t want her dead tonight but he’ll eventually give me the okay to slit her throat soon.
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