Kill Fest (Chapter 3, page 2 of 13)


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Chapter 3

Aurora knew how to flee a scene; she was trained well by the CIA on how to get in and out of a kill zone before anyone saw anything. It was sort of her thing too…her ferocious ghost like hits in and out that gave her the nick name The Dark Specter. Her specialty, War Lords and Government Dictators around the world. She was once the number one female operative the CIA went to for assignments outside of their better natured assembly. She was the girl who did their dirty work, taking full advantage of her psychopathic nature. But that was then and now her talents were wasted on abusive scum bag husbands and the whores that they ecommerce.

With her sport bike's RPM's nearing the red zone, the young assassin made her way to the only place she felt truly safe, her home in South Miami Beach. Parking the Ninja Aurora, she entered her apartment and lay down upon her couch trying to shut off the events of the last two days. She had murdered for money two men in less than 12 hours and although her profession gives the young woman unexpected joy, it had taken a bit of a toll on her and needed to get some real rest.

The hot Floridian sun was beaming through the glass door of her two story terrace but she was too tired to close the shutters. Plopping herself upon the white leather sofa, she had just closed her eyes when she heard something in the bedroom. Reaching for her gun, she dragged herself back up and gazed down the long hallway toward her bedroom. Slowly she walked making her way past the large fish tank that held her pet three foot long ball python Slinky. Pushing the bedroom door ever so slightly open, she peeked into the room. As her eyes scanned the dimly lit room they fixed upon the figure of a woman lying upon the bed.

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