The Shadow of Deception

CHAPTER 7: KNIVES AT WORK

I sat with Marvin as we drove off in two cars to his house. There was not much discussion on the way except the introduction that he had with the head of the bodyguards. We got to his house pretty quickly.

Marvin ran upstairs while I sat in the living room admiring the beauty before my eyes. I loved what I saw. The Marvins were very rich and could have easily given me the fifty million dollars if I had told them my mission.  I was sorry for Marvin because one way or the other, death was sure and it was not going to be natural.

Marvin came down, smiled at me, and poured himself a glass of wine. I stood up and joined him. 

“Why don’t you want me to touch you?” he asked.

“Nah, I don’t want to give you silly impressions,” I said.

“And you agreed to stay with me? What were you thinking?” he asked.

“You wanted a companion, not a sex toy,” I said.

He smiled at me. I was a little embarrassed, this was Marvin, the most shy guy I had ever met, trying all he could to make love to me. I thought it would be best to give him one before I killed him, but that would be another day.

He asked me if I would love a tour of his house. I wanted to say no but the thought of Josh had not left my mind. It would be nice to know the positioning of the bodyguards if Josh were to attack us. I followed him as he showed me the different rooms and told me about his family.

When we came back to the living room, I asked him if he noticed anything unusual, and he said no. I reminded him that he told me there were five bodyguards but that I only counted three. He asked me if I was sure of what I was saying and that it could be that the remaining two were patrolling the house. I had to ask him to go check it out. I was not comfortable anymore.

Marvin went to the bodyguard at the living room entrance and told him to check on the others as it was time to leave. It was the look on the bodyguard's face and calling on others without response that got Marvin. The bodyguard looked confused. 

The bodyguard pushed Marvin back into the living room and locked the door, but not before the other two came in. The head of the bodyguards and one of them were unaccounted for.  The three of them decided that they were going to split up in three different directions.

“Who stays with Marvin?” I asked. I almost blew my cover in the midst of the suspense. Why would they leave their principal exposed and unguarded? I was furious and made a move towards them.

Maam, Mr. Marvin will be alright?” said one of them.

“Bullshit! Give me a gun.” I shouted.  I could sense the surprise in the room. All four men turned their gaze towards me. At this point, I did not bother, Josh was going to kill everyone. Marvin was an open contract and the hire is allowed to kill whoever is stopping him or her from killing his target.

They left me and Marvin all to ourselves. Marvin pulled out a gun from under one of the shelves and gave it to me. 

“Do you know how to use this?” He asked me.

“I am a street girl, remember, “ I said.

He went back to the bar and took out a double barrel. He gave me three rounds of bullet packs, looked at me, and smiled. I did not have time to process what the smile was about as I had Josh on my mind, that guy kills for fun!

I heard two shots simultaneously. That should not be. I thought to myself. Josh likes to work alone. Who are these guys? I turned and saw Marvin heading towards the stairs. Going upstairs will lock us in. We should move towards the car.

“Marvin! Don’t move upstairs!!” I screamed at him.

“Higher ground is a good advantage,” Marvin replied.

“No, you will get boxed in and no way out unless you want to jump from the window,” I said.

Okay, Cax your move,” he replied.

We moved towards the door,  I opened the door of the living room, and Marvin was beside me. One of the bodyguards came back with blood all over his shirt. He asked us to move back to the living room and I declined. Marvin agreed with me.

“I need your gun,” he said, looking at me.

“No, you can have Marvin’s,” I replied.

Cax

, give him your gun, he’s probably lost his trying to save us obviously,” said Marvin. It was an order. All the sweetness of his voice just changed. He was not afraid, but Marvin looked like someone who desperately wanted to stay alive.  I gave the bodyguard my gun.

Immediately, I gave him the gun. He pointed it at Marvin. I did not know why I was not surprised. I had suspected that they were not bodyguards and they did not look like assassins. I think they were just paid to kidnap Marvin.

“Drop the gun, Marvin,” the bodyguard ordered Marvin. 

Marvin slowly dropped the gun. He was rather surprised. I could sense what he was feeling. It may be a fact because the bodyguards were by his father, but I know in this game anybody can be fooled. It is the deception that keeps one alive.

What do you want?” Marvin asked.

“Shut up! Or I will shut your mouth for you. Put on these handcuffs,” he ordered.

As he was giving Marvin the cuffs, he left his gun arm exposed. I quickly reached out for one of the knives and in one fast fling it struck his arm and he left the gun and ran. I tried to pick it up but a shot was fired, it missed me by the whiskers. I turned and flung another knife toward the man. He was also one of the bodyguards. The knife went straight to his neck.

I pushed Marvin into the living room. We were being shot at from three angles. I grabbed the gun and I got in and locked the door. Marvin wanted to move upstairs again so I held him back. Pushed him to the floor.

“Stay down, my dear,” I said. We had three shooters and they would know that going upstairs was the easiest option, but I was not going to give them that. If they want to kill us, they would have to put in the work.

“Do you have the gun? I asked 

“No, my love,” was his reply.

I  gave him my pistol and begged him to please stay down.

“We have three shooters and they would want to close in, keep shooting at the one in the middle opposite the door. I’ll sneak out to the right with that cover to get the shooter on the right,” I said.

He looked at me with no expression on his face. I did not understand what the look was for and there was no time to start asking if he was okay with my idea.

“Marvin! Marvin!! Did you hear me?” I said in a low tone.

“Yes, Yes! I did.” was his reply.

“What are you waiting for? Start shooting.” I ordered.

I sneaked out and my knives went to work. Marvin killed the shooter in the middle while I cut out the throat of the other two, but before I killed the last one I got the information about who hired them.