Chapter 5 THE SHOOT OUT

THE SHOOT OUT

The morning came fast approaching and a maid walked into Sophia's chambers.

" Good morning." The maid greeted with a smile.

Shielding the morning sun which penetrated into her room from her face.

" What time is it?"

Checking the clock that laid beside her bed the maid answered " it's 7am."

" Then, get the hell out of my room." She said. Her head still buried under her pillow.

" But,"

" If you so much say a thing again you're going to get fired. Now! Get the hell out."

The maid doesn't need to be told twice to disappear from her room. Today isn't a good day for her. It's one of those days that it only takes Marco to get her out of bed.

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" Princess I've waited for you downstairs." Marco said. The minute he walked in.

" Not now Marco. I need to sleep."

" You have a meeting today princess." He walked over and lowered himself beside her.

" C'mon princess. You're getting late."

Sticking her eyes from under the pillow she looked at him with those green eyes which pleaded at allow her sleep some more. Marco took in her beautiful face. She looks beautiful in the morning.

Getting up properly she covered her face with her hands. This is her normal life. Her time has always been measured. The amount of time she sleeps or does anything has always been measured.

" Get up and take your shower. You're seriously running late."

Marco dragged her from the bed.

" Fine..fine." she got up and went straight into the washroom.

Shaking his head. He sighed in relief.

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Leonard inserted the last gun by the side of his waist. He had overheard when Marco pleaded with her to get dressed. She can really be funny at times.

He was already finished, waiting for her to get dressed. He was meant to accompany her to the office today. It's also part of his job.

He picked up his phone and off he went downstairs.

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Hands at his back, sunshades on his face he stared as she walked down the staircase. She wore a red suit with a matching heel.

She looked better than she was the day they first met.

She walked passed him without so much of saying a greeting to him. But, what the hell. He isn't here for pleasantries.

Sophia sat comfortably at the back seat as the driver drove the car. Her eyes were glued on her phone. Leonard sat beside the driver. But, his eyes watched her through the mirror in front of him.

He was paying close attention to her. He had told her about keeping her demons at bay.

He isn't a man who talks about something personal. But, he had told her to keep her demons at bay that it helps.

It happened so fast. Leonard saw the car coming at them with optimum speed. Steering the car to the left, Sophia fell to the side of the back seat.

The car that sped up to them turned back seeing as how he didn't succeed in running them over.

Sophia was about turning back when the bullets started flying.

" Ah.." she shouted at she placed her hands in her ears in a bid to die down the piercing sound of the bullets.

" Get down." Leonard shouted.

Immediately Sophia went down. Almost invincible at the back seat.

The bullets came again. This time they broke the windshield. A bullet hit the driver making blood splash on the windshield.

Seeing the sight of blood made Sophia's heart almost give up.

Leonard toss the dead divers body by the road and positioned himself in the driver's side.

" Stay down." He told her again.

The bullets kept flying. Leonard maneuvered the car from right to left, over and over again. Without giving the bullets the opportunity to hit their car.

" I need you to drive." He said. As he turned and faced Sophia.

" What?" Sophia shouted.

This man can't be serious. How does he expect her to drive in such a crazy moment.

" Listen to me. The bullets won't stop until I'm able to kill them. And I can't be able to do that while driving." Turning the car to the right side of the road.

" So, right now I need your driving skills."

Sophia remained where she was. She was practically too scared to do a thing.

" We're gonna die if you don't do what I say."

Sophia stood up and gently went over to the driver side. Being careful enough not to get hit by the bullets. She took ahold of the steering. Giving Leonard the opportunity to get up.

He drew his head out the window and began firing. All Sophia thought about was to get the hell out of this mess alive.

She was not ready to loose her life in the hands with the assassins sent to kill her.

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SOMEWHERE IN A WAREHOUSE

A man was tied to a chair with a blindfold on his eyes. He was bleeding from his lips. His face were filled with bruises. He had been tortured numerous times.

" For the last time tell me where the key is." A voice asked.

" I would rather I die than tell you where it is." He said as he spat on the ground.

" Then, I think you and I still have a long way to go."

A blow landed on the face of the man. And blood came gushing out.

"Safe yourself the stress and tell me where the damn key is?" The voice asked wiping away the blood stain from his hand.

"Go to hell, I won't tell you even if you kill me." The man spat.

"I am so tired of this gam, just save us the stress and tell me where the key is." The voice said.

"Go to hell." The man spat and a whip was landed on his back followed by the scream and cries of the man.

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