Felix left and went back to his house. Once he arrived home, he went in and went to his living room before pulling his case out from under the couch. He opened it and went through the assortment of knives.
When You Hire Me [private!] You Know The Job Will Get Done
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Someone was watching through the window and snuck in behind him. "Well well well, if it isn't little Felix" the man purred
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Felix tensed and slipped one of his knives into his pocket. He stood and turned to face the source of the voice. It sounded a bit familiar but couldn't quite put his finger on it.
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"What? Have you already forgotten the man that trained by your side since we were children?" the fellow assassin asked
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"Well knowing the situations I've been in, I probably hit my head enough for a bit of memory loss," Felix scoffed as he watched him through narrowed eyes.
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"Well I remembered you and how you became the big shot while I got left in the dirt, but I've found a way to get back at you"
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"And how exactly are you going to do that," he sighed, crossing his arms as he raised a brow. He studied the man. "Left in the dirt? No wonder I don't remember you."
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"Well I heard you have a new little fling, it would be a shame if something were to happen to them"
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Felix remained stone cold, knowing that if he showed emotion that would simply make it worse. "You believe everything you hear, don't you," he asked.
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"Well you're holding a key to a place that's not yours, I assume that's theirs?" he asked
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"Just because I'm holding a key that's not mine doesn't I have someone. Maybe it's to my warehouse or my friebd's spare key. Maybe I was going to drop something off at his house while he was at work," Felix explained.
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The fellow assassin rolled his eyes and went to grab the key. "Then you won't mind if I take it off your hands"
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"Yeah I do mind, I have to drop something off to my friend. His birthday is around the corner and I wanted to drop something off for him," he explained as he stepped away and curled his hand around it.
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The assassin frowned and tackled him to the ground. "I'm getting that key" he growled
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"No, you are just making this very awkward for the both of us," he sighed as he pulled himself out from under the man.
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The other assassin glared at him and tried to get the key. "I'm not giving up so easily"
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"Well I can do this all day," he shrugged as he pulled it away again as he allowed his fingers to slip into his pocket.
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The fellow assassin pulled out a switchblade and struck him across the forearm
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He flinched and blushed, not the time to enjoy that. Felix grabbed his gun and cocked it back. "I'm not in the mood to clean blood stains out of my carpet so you can leave peacefully or I'm going to have to shoot."
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The assassin backed away and left the apartment. "You'd better keep an eye on your significant other" he called diving from the window