Diary of a hitman

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Usenet    #336790  Fri, 11 Apr 08 01:32 PM

I walk into the compact motel, I was wearing my usual black suit and tie. The air in the small office was stale and had an over powering smell of musty tabacco, the room was dimly lit by a single bulb an a ceiling fan which turned slowly, which did nothing to combat the heat of the summer day. I tapped the small worn bell on the tiny desk. A small old man emerged from a door on the west side of the room, of which I had not seen because of the lighting. He slowly walked to the front desk, which was no larger then a desk you'd find in an elementary school. The old man eyed me above his old dirty glasses, I could smell a hint of vodka on him.

'Sorry son, were out of rooms' The old man stated softly.

'I know, I'm looking for Johnny Lenooga' keeping my professional tone. 'I'm'

'I know who you are' He snapped 'I know what you want, you F'n people are all the time harrassing me trying to get me ta tell ya where he is. You know what you can just go.'

'Sir I'm Mr. Lenooga's Lawyer. My name is Andrew Regar.' Of course all of that was a lie, but I came prepared, I reached into my shirt pocket and produced a business card and handed it to him.

'Oh I'm awful sorry about that, the hitmen have been here ever'day, after him you know.' He said, clearly ashamed.

'Thats alright which room is he in?' still keepin my professional tone even though my heart was racing like mad.

'Ok let's see, um yes room 15, would you like me to call him and tell him your on the way?

'Yes, but could you wait about half an hour, I need to make a call to my partner before I meet with him.' I again lied. Thanked him and left.

I got bored and started wrighting this, i enjoyed it so i figured to share it with everyone.

  
Usenet    #336791  Fri, 11 Apr 08 01:48 PM
It has a very "film noire" feel to it, like an old Humphrey Bogart movie. Where is it going to go?
  
Usenet    #336830  Fri, 11 Apr 08 04:13 PM
Great writing, Bushee. My kinda stuff. Look forward to the rest of the story.
  
Usenet    #336843  Fri, 11 Apr 08 05:08 PM
Well done boy, keep on writing.
  
Usenet    #337069  Sat, 12 Apr 08 10:54 AM
I walked to my black Lamboghini, it's a rental even a hitman doesn't make that much. I got behind the wheel and drove across the street, parking behind an abandoned building. I killed the engine and sat behind the wheel, contemplating my next move. I knew that in about ten minutes the manager would call Lenooga's room. Lenooga would tell him that he has never heard of Andrew Regar... Then plan down the drain so i had to move fast.
I quickly ran across the street ducking behind everything I could find. I soon found room 15. I hesitated breifly at the door, when I heard the phone ring inside. I quickly ducked so if he looked out the window I wouln't be seen. Then I  listened, 'ANDREW WHO?' A man yelled clearly upset.
'AND YOU BELIEVED HIM?' He bellowed. 'Damn I said 30 minutes not 15' I said to myself. I jumped to my feet and quietly ran to the back of the one room apartment building. Luckly there was a large landscape window in the rear of the building. I peered through. He had just hung the phone up and was now checking out his front window. He cautiously walked backwards until he was about 4 feet from the window. Just then I heard a loud truck pull in the drive.
I jumped through the window shattering it easly, I grabbed Johnny's mouth and told him to not make a sound. There was a sound off doors closing out front. Then pounding on the front door. 'Johnny open up, we need to descuss some business.' a voice rang out.
'Johnny's dead and you will be too if you come in here' I yelled back.
'Oh yeah, prove he's dead' the same voice yelled back.
I looked at Johnny who was now shaking and said. 'Just play along.' I grabbed him by the back of the shirt and dragged him to the window and opened the shades.
'He looks alive to me, he look alive to you boys?' He asked his posse.
'Your right' I said. 'Let's fix this problem' I reached under my suit and pulled out a Colt 45. I aimed at his chest, slowly pulled the hammer back, BANG! Johnny dropped to the floor like a bag of cement. By now the posse were fleeing back to thier truck. BANG! I fired again just for the heck of it.
'Johnny you can get up now their gone.' I said through a big grin.
'What the he11. I'm not dead?' He said quickly.
'I don't think anyone has ever been killed by blanks.' I laughed.
'So if your not here to kill me then why are you here? And who are you?' He asked.
'Johnny I'll tell you next time' I said Laughing
  
Usenet    #337280  Sun, 13 Apr 08 04:54 AM

'So who are you?' Johnny asked.

'Johnny, I am...' There was a sudden knock on the door an a gentle female voice wafted into the room.

'Johnny It's me, Jennifer.' The voice was fragile yet assertive and aired a side of mystery.

'It's ok she's my girlfriend.' Johnny said calmly.

I walked to the door and slowly opened it to find a beautiful golden haired woman in the doorway. When se saw me I could sense the feeling of both fear and surprize. From way to many years in this line of work i have found these feelings overly well known.

'Johnny who's your... um friend?' She asked not looking away from me for a second.

'I don't know, but he saved me from the Domecheck Boys.' He said calmly.

'My name is McBushee.' I said adressing the couch more then anyone else.

Jennifer walked to Johnny's side. 'Not the famous hitman Bushee B. McBushee?' Jennifer asked

'The one who never left a single person alive? Johnny ask with a hint of fear in his voice.

'Yes, and yes' I said quickly. 'But relax I'm not going to kill either of you.'

They both seemed relieved to hear it but did not stop watching me from their seat on the couch.

'So why did you save Johnny? Couldn't it hurt your reputation?' She asked still a little worried.

'I felt like being nice today and no one will ever know if you don't talk.' I said in my calm and collected tone.

'Jennifer I parked my Lamborghini across the steet behind that old abandoned building, could you pull it around for me?' I asked tossing her the keys.

She left without saying a word. I looked to Johnny and told him to go with her and when I need him I'll find him. He just nodded. The next thing i heard was the sound of screeching tires and her happily bouncing up the porch with a big grin on her face. I couldn't help but to grin as well, as I walked out the door.

~~End Of Chapter 1~~

  
Usenet    #337328  Sun, 13 Apr 08 12:30 PM

Johnny and Jennifer ?
So Johnny is not the target then, haha..nice twist there Bushee.So,what comes next ?
By the way, did you get to watch  COLLATERAL   ? That was quite a good movie.

  
Usenet    #337331  Sun, 13 Apr 08 01:01 PM

 Bushee wrote:
I got bored and started wrighting this, i enjoyed it so i figured to share it with everyone.
Bushee ..Bushee... Bushee..

Wowwwwwww.. your boringness is so creative ...Smile [:)]Yes [Y] you got that idea of story through your boringness ... oooo inspiring boringness ... i hope you enjoy the extreme boringness and create your best one ...Smile [:)]

  
Usenet    #396325  Sat, 03 May 08 11:59 PM

The hitman is back for chapter 2 here it is

Chapter 2

I drove down the lonesome highway, it was dark and starting to rain. It was about 3 am when my cell phone began to ring, I opened it saying nothing.

'Bushee we have a job for you to do.' the voice on the line said. 'New Haven Stock and Trade, floor 46 room 32. Your target is a man by the name of Steven Briggs.' The monotone voice said softly. 'Do you want this mission?' The voice asked.

I waited a good 35 seconds before answering, 'Yes, I'll do it.' Then closed the phone.

The water began to bead on my windshild, I was silent.

I stopped my Lamborghini in front of the skyscraper, I peered up to the sky to see what i was up against. I put the car in first and proceded to drive to the parking garage below the New Haven Stock And Trade building.

I thought to get to the 46th floor with out going inside, I must get to the roof. I got out of the car and walked to the trunk, I opened it and looked throught the bag of toys, passing by various guns, gernades, trip wires and more guns. I finally found what i was looking for, the grappling gun and harness. I placed two hand guns under my coat, but quickly removed them they would be too loud i thought. I pulled out a case no bigger then a laptop case that had the word BUSHEE on the top of it, directly below that was the number 4407. I slowly pen the case and pulled out the two 9mm pistols. I screwed the silencer onto eash of them and placed them under my coat.

I fired the grappling gun stright up into the air, I heard the sound of broken glass, I carefully secured the rope onto my harness and pulled the trigger of the grappling gun the line tightened and i began to lift off the ground. *SNAP* the rope broke, causing me to fall the two feet to the ground. 'Hmmm there must be another way to get to the roof'

I causualy walked around the building, finally i found what i was looking for, a cellar door. I looked at the heavy bulk heads examined the lock and pulled out my pistol. I fired two shots at the lock and it immedatly fell off. I pulled on one of the doors which was like unsealing a tomb, I carefully looked around the dimly lit boiler room, There was dust and dirt all over down here. 'Looks like the maid has um died.' I said to myself chuckling softly.

I finally found the elevator I pushed the button and waited for the elevator to arrive, I glanced around and saw what looked like a camera feed controller box. I walked over to it, it was I quickly opened it and pulled the wires labeled 'Elevator 1' and 'Floor 46'. then ran back to the elevator, it was currently on floor one and coming down as it stopped at the basement i heard a voice say 'Now who the hell is this for?' Darn i forgot they have elevator attendents. I pulled out both guns and filld the elevator full of holes.

The elevator doors opened as i reloaded my pistols. I steped into the elevator with the dead man and pressed the top floor. Floor 122. Then I climbed up the emergency escape, as we reached the top floor I thanked the man and continued up the ladder to the roof, as I reached the roof i turned and shot the wire that held up the elevator. The elevator cureened down the elevator shaft.

  
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