🚧Creepy lady/guns🚧
Shatter POV:
*10:50pm*
After a little under an hour, I get to the warehouse I need to hand the info off at. Waltzing inside, I see the person I need to meet. They look at me and scoff? I walk across the room quickly and get in their face. "What the fuck are you scoffing at?!? I'm the one who's doing what you're too lazy to do! So gimme the damned thing I need and we can both never see each other again. How does that sound?" they look a little taken back at the aggression. I personally don't really care, but I have a schedule to stick to. I'm known for getting mean randomly. That's something you just have to deal with when working with me. He hurries for a second before dropping a bag into my hand.
"Thank you. I'll make sure to deny any services to you in the future. Goodnight."
"Wait!" I look behind myself at them. "I'm sorry! You're just not as scary as people have said. I wasn't expecting someone that young?"
"Well...You should know to never have expectations other than reputation. I can turn very scary very fast. You're on probation. Maybe I'll see you later." With that, I walk out. I huff and put the new spot in my GPS and take off.
*12am*
After about an hour, I pull up to a motel. Walking up to the room number I need was sketchy as fuck. This chick's totally gonna try to kill me! If that happens, then Imma have to text the rest of the people that I can't make it and to target her for that. I do my signature knock, and she opens the door. In very see through clothes. I make it a point to look directly in her eyes at all times, and she seems upset about that. Oops?
"Here you go ma'am. If I could have the package I need now, I'll just be on my way." I say politely while handing her the bag she needs. She pouts and tries to get me to go in with her.
"I'll have it for you in just a second...but it's too cold out for a handsome young man like you to be outside! You should come in for a bit and spend the night!" she says in an overly 'sexy' voice? Uhhh..? What do I even do now?
"I appreciate the thought, but I'm on a schedule. If I could just have the package now, I can be on my way and out of your hair." I try to let her down gently since she might be a future customer. She pouts for a second before realizing I'm only looking at her eyes and making no move to go inside.
"Fine. You're no fuun!" she complains while handing me a box about the size of both my hands.
"Thank you miss. Have a goodnight." I say while handing her a card, waving, and getting on my bike. She waves back and blows a kiss. Kinda wish she killed me instead.
I put the next spot in and drove away. Luckily, I managed to get to my next spot on time! Well this park's totally not gonna be raided by zombies anytime soon.
*12:30am*
"Hey, you got my money?" I ask in my ~signature~ robotic voice. They must not've heard me walk up cause they jumped hella high. Hehe.
"Damn! Didn't expect you to be that quiet! Guess the rumors are true." he laughs while holding a bag out to me.
I grab the bag and count the money before putting everything into my backpack, and pulling out his thingy. "Here's your stuff." I hand him a card too. "Here's my info in case you'd like to do more business together."
"I don't think that'll be possible."
"And why's that?" He pulls out a gun and points it at me. Seriously?!?! "Dude, really? I got more shit I need to do."
He smirks "There's a pretty nice bounty on you. Dead or alive."
"Yea, I know. And it's only going up by the day. I'm worth more money than you'll ever see in your life. My goal is three million!" I pull out two guns.
His smirk falls. Guess he didn't think I'd have shit on me?? "Either we both walk away, or I walk away. Pick your poison." he lowers his, and puts it on the floor before stepping away. I shoot his leg anyway. "You should know better than to challenge people you can't beat. If I'm late to my next thing, I'll make sure to personally hunt you down." he groans in pain as I walk away. Fuckin dumbass.
*2:00am*
A little over an hour later, I make it to another motel. Hopefully this goes better.
I knock on the correct door, and an incredibly big dude opens the door.
"Hello, sir. I'm here to pick up the package for you." he grumbles something under his breath before grabbing something off of his bed. I go to thank him but the door is already slammed in my face.
I look at my watch and see I still have 25 minutes before I was supposed to leave. Guess I can go get something to eat. Or at the very least, coffee.
I decide on coffee.
After getting everything, I check my watch again. Five minutes left. By the time I get back to my bike, and put everything away, it'll be time to leave. I shrug and make my way back to my bike.