SIREN, The Beautiful Killer

The beautiful killer

SIREN
The beautiful killer

Zeemah writes

PROLOGUE

___Mia

I pulled my car to a halt in front of a white mansion.
I stared at the map on my iPod and glanced at the white mansion.

Yes!

I wore a red wig over my brown golden hair, picked my mask and wore it over my face before stepping out of the car holding a pistol.
My eyes swiftly scanned the entire building and i walked towards the locked gate.

That doesn’t stop me from going in though.

I smiled and began climbing the wall with expertise, I’ve climbed bigger mansions than this!
I jumped into the balcony without making a sound.
I turned and carefully scanned the area.

No one.

I tried the door knob with my gloved hand and found it locked.
I twitched my nose and produced a skeleton key from the pocket of my ninja outfit.

I slid the key into the lock and turned it, it opened immediately and i quickly entered the house.
I met the well furnished living room empty .

??Mia what’s up?” Boss asked through the ear connection.
“Modus operandi (mode of operation)” I whispered back before disconnecting.

I walked into the middle of the living room and saw a narrow passage, i moved towards it.
There are three doors on the left, two on the right, and one at the end of the passage facing me.

Good!

I walked towards the one at the end of the passage and kicked it open with my boots.

I barged into the room and saw the couple disengage from their love making, staring at me in fear.
I chuckled “That’ll be the last sex you’ll both have, you can continue in heaven” I said and opened fire on my pistol.

I shot them twice each on their heads and smirked as their brains splattered across the bed’s headboard with blood covering their bedside lamp.

I hurried back to the balcony, and brought out a thick rope which is always connected beneath my boot.
I attached it down to the gate and also clipped it to the balcony edge.

I slide down using the rope as support.
My feet landed on the ground and i quickly disconnected the rope.
I wrapped it firmly in my hands and barged back to my car.

I unlocked it and looked around again.
I entered and shut the door.
I removed my wig and mask, dumped the pistol at the backseat and then glanced at my reflection in the rear view mirror, i adjusted my hair.

I picked my face cap and pulled it over my hair before turning on the ignition.

“Another mission accomplished” I muttered with a smile before speeding away into the night.

Zeemah
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Readers of A Night With Him should also read this book.

13 Comments

  1. Correction pls, Modus oparendi is a Latin word which means way of life, and not mode of operation, stop confusing us the readers so we don't use the vocabulary tomorrow and be mocked, bring on the action.

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