Mind the poison (closed for Sanidia)

[Sanidia]

Emma looked at him in shock, "Is your mother dead?" she immediately bit her lip, what the hell kind of question was that to ask your hired assassin.

"Sorry" she muttered before taking another sip of her coffee.

Sitting back she looked down into the cup, running her fingers along the top, she sighed deeply, "I have an idea who hired you, but..." she looked up at Greg before running a nervous hand through her hair, "I haven't seen that person in over five years."

Emma tried to think but thoughts were building up, over lapping each other, she could hear herself screaming in her head, shaking it she took another nervous sip.

"You heard the tantrum?" she whispered blushing a little.

Her fingers tightened on the mug, it took her while to form the words as she struggled to keep her mind on only one thought a minute.

"Your employer, I think... no i know was my so called fiance." she cursed under her breath, looking around she moved closer to Greg, leaning over the table, "Let's just say he is one cruel bastard, who unfortunately i fell for and learnt my lesson the hard way."

 

[DeathsKnight]

He gave her a grim little smile,

"I don't see how it is any business of yours, but yes my mother had perished."

He listened to her and cocked his head,

"Well I still don't get how you can be so lucky. Did you do some heavy magic in your earlier years to be so lucky all the time? You should be dead right now and I should be collecting the six hundred thousand dollars for a job well done."

 

[Sanidia]

Emma sat up and smiled, "For all you know i could be a witch..." she playfully pretended to cast a spell on him before picking up her cup and taking a sip.

She sat for a moment looking at Greg, before what he said hit her...

"SIX HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS!?!" she quickly lowered her voice.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me!!! is that all i'm worth?"

Emma sat back shocked, how could anyone put a price on a life, never mind one so small. She frowned and her grip tightened on the cup making her knuckles turn white,

"That bastard!" it took her a few moments to get her temper under control.

"So... let's put everything on the table." she smiled awkwardly, "Would it help if i said i could offer you more to get the rat bastard?"

Seeing the waiter walk past once more, she held up her finger and ordered two more coffee's.

 

[DeathsKnight]

"That is the amount for completion of the deal, to get my attention he had to deposit two million into my account, for me to actually take up the job he had to hand me another six hundred in unmarked bills."

He smirked,

"You really broke this guy's heart if he is willing to kill you for that amount of cash."

He frowned at her proposal and sipped slowly on his coffee,

"Frankly no. I have a reputation, I am a gun for hire, not a mercenary."

He looked at her and for the first time in his life noticed not just a mark, but a person, must be because she was still alive. He smirked,

"Let me make you an offer, when we leave here, I will give you a minute head start, if you manage to elude getting killed in the next six hours I will listen to your proposal."

 

[Sanidia]

Emma smirked, "Break his heart? he doesn't have a heart!" she gripped the cup tighter, the rat bastard! she was going to make him suffer, such a slow and painful death. Closing her eyes for a moment she calmed herself down once more before taking a sip of coffee.

She looked at him curiously, "Six hours?" she thought for a moment looking to her fingers, "Haven't I proven that already?" she smiled softly before running a now shaking hand through her hair. Did she have it in her to continue to run? he had her cornered! he kept catching up to her ... sighing she rubbed her forehead trying to get rid of the now growing headache.

"Ok say i stay alive for the next six hours, where shall we meet, to make arrangements of course." Emma shuffled in her seat, she didn't know where exactly they were, she didn't have a car, so that only meant one thing she had to run.

Sipping the last of her coffee, she stood and grabbed her jacket, placing it on her back she tied her hair into a loose ponytail, winking at Greg, "Come get me big boy!" teasingly she blew him a kiss before walking out of the coffee shop casually.

Looking both ways she turned and looked at him sitting there, then turning back she began running in a eastward direction. The street was littered with only a few people so she was able to pick up a good pace, but she knew she only had a minutes head start, Greg would catch her up no problem. Stopping at another corner she noticed a car sitting idle with the door open, smiling she ran up to it, look around and saw no one walking towards it, she jumped in, hit the clutch and drove off. Continuing on the eastward direction she kept her speed steady, she didn't know her way and it would only be her luck if she turned into a dead end then the game was over.

Emma was about to lose hope when she saw the sign for the free way, "Thank you." she muttered before taking the turn off, shifting the gear once more she placed her foot harder onto the pedal, it was time for the real race to start. Checking her mirrors, Emma had to admit to herself she was excited, she could feel the adrenalin beginning to make its way through her blood stream, her heart beginning to speed up, and she had to admit to herself, it may be crazy but she was enjoying the chase now.

 

[DeathsKnight]

He smirked at her question,

"If you survive I will find you."

He watched her get up and walk outside, of course she was wasting time by looking around, by the time she took off running she only had 30 seconds left. He got up, tossed money onto the table to cover the coffee and checked his watch, drinking the last of his coffee, he moved outside and looked down the roadway, there she was, getting into a car. Sucking on his teeth he heard a very welcome sound, a motorbike approaching quickly. From the sound it was a Superbike and clearly that was what he needed right now for a good chase.

The bike pulled up to the Bar just across the street, Greg crossed the street at a run, as the biker got off, Greg slammed into him, driving him to the ground. A chop to the neck and the man passed out on the ground, Greg pulled off the helmet and slipped it on, getting on the bike and pushing the button to start it. He noticed people looking on in shock, he grinned, gunned the bike and sped down the road. She had six hours to survive, the question was to what lengths would she go to stay alive.

He saw a single set of lights turning onto the freeway and he followed shortly after, as the car sped up, he hung back, it was her alright, let her believe she got away, it's more fun to spring the trap when they least expect it.

 

[Sanidia]

Shuffling in the car seat, Emma checked the mirrors once more she couldn't see anyone that was seemingly following her. Changing lane once more so that she was in the fast lane, Emma placed her foot further onto the gas pedal.

Tapping away on the steering wheel, Emma knew Greg wouldn't be far behind her. Running a hand through her hair she sighed, she wondered how anyone could kill for a living...but, then again he was a multimillionaire she chuckled to herself, she definitely was in the wrong business.
Checking the gas level, she cursed the needle was hovering just below half a tank, she would have to take it easy till she reached the nearest gas station.

Switching on the radio she cringed as the high screech of pop vocals filled the silence of the car, "No thank you." she whispered switching it to the local rock station. Sitting back she continued on.

Emma didn't know how long she had been driving but her arms and legs were beginning to seize up, groaning she switched the radio off and pulled the car over onto the hard shoulder. Stopping she pulled her seatbelt off and got out, stretching a little, she took a deep breath. Turning to look behind her she noticed the motorbike heading her way, "Come on..." she groaned before jumping the railing and running her way down the steady hill.

 

[DeathsKnight]

He stopped when she vaulted the barrier, how did she know? He grinned and turned the bike around, racing towards the end of the barrier, he drove off of the road and followed the gentle incline downwards, she could run, but he was not going to get caught without transport quite that easily, spotting her, he drove a bit faster, making sure that the bike didn't get damaged as it wasn't built for off-road driving, but speed.