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Don't Forget the Eggs!

By Sonofjones All Rights Reserved ©

Thriller

Don't Forget the Eggs!

I was awoken suddenly by that damn alarm blasting in my ears. Dazed, I sloppily reached over and shut it up, groaning upon looking at the time: 6:30. Time to get up. Sighing quietly, I threw the covers off my body and stood up. I looked down at my wife, who looked about as groggy as I did as she stretched. I smiled admiring her for a moment. Though she had gained about 20 years since our wedding day, she looked as beautiful as ever. I felt uplifted by this as I walked into the bathroom to take a nice hot shower. As always the hot water running down me woke me up and refreshed me. Afterwards, I brushed my teeth and flossed, then shaved, then slipped on my bath robe over my boxers.

I walked out toward the living room, past the kitchen where I saw my wife cooking breakfast. I toke a detour to wrap my arms around her from behind and give her a big kiss on the cheek. Despite how many times I do that, she never fails to blush and smile wide, her body tightening up a bit at my touch. I smiled and poured myself a cup of coffee, going to sit at the table. After a few minutes, she brought over two plates of bacon and eggs.

“Thanks sweetie,” I smiled as she kissed my head setting my plate down in front of me and replied, “No problem dear.”

She sat down opposite me starting to eat from her own plate. I asked her, “Did you hear from Jessica about the baby?”

I was referring to the fact that my daughter had given birth to my grandchild about 3 weeks ago. A healthy boy named Tom, after his grandfather. My wife smiled and said, “She says the baby’s doing great. I told her we’d come visit them this weekend. You don’t have any work to do this weekend right?”

I shook my head and replied, “Nope. And if any assignments come up, I’ll schedule for next week.”

She smiled eating more. Once we finished, I took our plates putting them in the sink and rinsing. I went into the bedroom and got dressed for work; A button down, tie, dress pants, belt and jacket, what a man usually wears to work I suppose. I went back out to the living room and kissed my wife’s cheek, “I’m off to work babe.”

“Have a nice day hun,” She smiled as I walked out the door, closing it behind me. I got in the car, starting her up and pulling out of the driveway, driving to work.

I sighed as I got on the freeway, knowing I had a long drive ahead of me. I hated having to drive 5 hours to work, though at times I could appreciate all the time it gave me to think. As I sped down the freeway, I took the chance to take in the landscape as it rolled by. I loved the simple beauty of nature, thinking of what it must be like for people who surround themselves in it. That’s what I’d like to do when my wife and I retire; move to a nice piece of country side, not too far from other people, but definitely removed enough to be surrounded by nature. After all, neither my wife nor I were very big people persons. I also took the time to think of my new born grandson. However, as I did, I couldn't help remembering how my daughter’s husband left her shortly after finding out she was pregnant. That son of a bitch. I like to think I’m pretty good judge of what people are really like, but I never thought he would abandon her like that. Or hell, maybe I just didn’t want to think of it…

My thoughts were interrupted from hearing my phone give off a noise, indicating I received a text. I checked my phone at a safe time and saw it was a text from my wife; “Don’t forget the eggs!”

I made a mental note of it and returned my phone to my pocket. Not long after, I finally reached my exit. I arrived in a small town, whose name I can’t remember for the life of me. I drove around town before finally reaching my destination; Riverwood Apartments. I parked on the street and got out, making sure to grab my briefcase. I went inside the complex and walked up the stairs to the third level. At the top of the stairs, I opened my briefcase and took out the contents, sighing myself as I mentally prepared to go to work. I walked along for a bit, coming to apartment 3G. I knocked several times and waited anxiously for him to answer. Despite how many times I did this, I can’t help but get a tad nervous whenever I’m about to do this. Call me a pessimist, but I always prepare for the worst case scenario, and trust me, when you’re in the business as long as I’ve been, there’ll be a few times where the worst case scenario happens. It’s especially nerve wrecking when you have hardly any control over the factors.

He opened the door and looked at me. Wasting no time, I went immediately to work.

Bang! Bang bang! Bang!

Four shots muffled by the silencer fired from my pistol; One in the right breast, two in the left breast near his heart (one hitting said organ) and one right between his eyes. He fell flat on his back and I immediately, and calmly, walked back where I came from, putting my gun and silencer back in my briefcase as I descended down the stairs, swiftly making my way out of my complex back into my car. As I closed my car door behind me, I plopped my briefcase on the passenger seat, removing my mask and putting it in there, starting up the car as I drove away, making sure not to speed, but also not dawdling.

As I got back on the free way, I couldn't help but think of the man whose life I just took. I had gotten used to it by this point, but as usual I always found myself asking certain questions. Who was he? What was he like? Did he have a wife, girlfriend, any kids? What I did not wonder, however, was why my client wanted him dead, or who my client was for that matter. I didn’t know, nor did I want to know. In my line of work, the less you know of the specifics of the guy hiring you the better. All I know is it was a middle aged guy who wanted this young guy, who looked like he was in his mid-20s to early 30s, dead. Maybe he was banging the guy’s wife, maybe he was blackmailing him. I didn’t know, and honestly didn’t care. All I cared about was the money he paid me to provide for my wife, of which some I’ll set aside this time to help support my infant grandson.

As I got on the free way, I sighed knowing I had a five hour car ride home. But one thing I forced myself to keep in mind; “Don’t forget the eggs!”


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