(Chemical X)

“Come on Mikey!” Kristin whined.

“No I am not going to wear that suit!” I argued.

“Is it because its pink?” She smiled.

“Yes!” I said flailing my arms.

“Mikey you have to wear this pink suit. Jamia already agreed with the suit.”

“I am the leader, why don’t I get a say in it?”

“Because you run the whole group and fashion is my job, so you don’t have a say.”

I sighed, running my hand through my hair.

“Is Ray, Patrick and Andy going to be wearing a pink suit as well?”

“Yes, they are. Patrick is very excited about it and Ray and Andy are just going with it. Now go put it on. You pick up Daryl in a bit.”

I sighed and took the suit, heading to the changing room we have here in our office. I placed the outfit on the hanger and took a good look at it. It wasn’t too bad, to be honest. It had a tint of red so its not all bad. I sighed and took off my jacket first before leaving myself in my boxers only. I then grabbed the pants of the suit and began to put them on. Following the pants with the shirt.

I turned to the mirror we have in the room to help me fix the suit. To my surprise I looked good in this. I touched up the bow and sleeves, before I grabbed my clothes and walked out. I headed to Kristin’s office downstairs to leave my clothes for the night and to grab the shoes she didn’t give me.

“Looking good Mikey.” Kristin said.

I scuffed, smiling as I sat my clothes in my own dresser. We each have our own dresser here to kept track of our things for the mission. I grabbed some black dress shoes to distract people from the pink and slipped them on. Once I was done I walked over to Kristin who was busy on her computer and leaned over her shoulder.

“Okay, so Daryl is at Central Park wearing- oh would you look at that. Pink suit.” She said looking at me.

“Is that why you wanted us to wear pink?” I questioned.

“No. Jamia wanted you guys to look a bit homosexual since your next targets are guys. You guys don’t give off that vibe besides Patrick, so we needed to do this.”

“Whatever it takes to complete the mission.” I said.

“Okay now go! Daryl is waiting.”

I patted her shoulder, as I was walking away.

“See you guys in a bit.” I said.

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“Okay look for a guy in a pink suit.” I whispered as I drove passing the park a bit.

I parked my car, looking around till one of my phones went off, distracting me. I sighed and pulled both of my phones out and checked which one went off. It was my mission phone. My personal phone is the one I use to communicate with the group and other people if I need to. My mission phone is the phone I use for our targets to interact with us. I put my personal phone back into my pocket and turned on my mission phone. I got a text from Daryl.

“Where are you sweetie?”

“I’m parked in front of the car. Look for a dashing man in a pink suit.”

“Cute.”

I scuffed and put my phone away. I turned around at the sound of tapping coming from the passenger side. It was Daryl. I gave him a smile and unlocked the door. He eagerly got in and buckled up.

“Hey sweetie.” Daryl said.

“Hey baby.” I responded.

I saw him blush from the corner of my eye and couldn’t help but chuckle a bit. I began driving to the place we bought for dates and rigged it cameras. We had to buy a place for these dates, because it would be concerning to see Ray, Andy, Patrick and I constantly on dates with random people. That and when you eliminate them there’s no witnesses.

I was far into my own thoughts that I didn’t notice where Daryl’s hand was. It’s not anywhere inappropriate, it was just on my knee. I faked a smile and grabbed his hand, lifting it up and placing a kiss on his knuckles. He chuckled and squeezed my hand.

I turn away from him to focus on the road. I parked in the small garage next to the building. I let go of Daryl’s hand and got out of the car, hurrying up to Daryl’s side to open the door for him. Once he was out I closed the door, before I intertwined our hands.

I walked us inside the building which isn’t too big. It’s actually a starter home, but from the looks of it from the outside it doesn’t look much like a home. I unlocked the door and led Daryl inside. He was blown away as I was too. Jamia did a good job setting this up for us. I turned back to Daryl and tugged on his arm to lead him to the dining table. I pulled his seat out for him and waited to push him in.

“I am going to get our meal. Stay put. Okay?” I said smiling.

“Alright.” He responded.

I leaned down and pecked his cheek, before heading to the kitchen. I turn into the kitchen and freaked when I saw Ray there.

“Ray! What the fuck are you doing here?” I quietly yelled.

“I am trying to finish off the dinner you guys will be eating.” Ray said.

I sighed, shaking my head.

“Hurry up then.” I said, walking over to the cabinets.

I opened the cabinet and took out the gun we have hidden in there. I hate using that gun, because it’s Gerard’s. I cringed thinking about my brother.

“So what’s so special about Daryl? I didn’t get any info on him?” I said turning to Ray.

“Daryl is a millionaire who is trying to hack into technology and get information in all of hitman groups. He has gotten close, but if he does we are fucked and Chemical X will be discovered, along with MindlessFreaks and CrimeFall.”

“I couldn’t care less for CrimeFall and MindlessFreaks. If they are out of the way Chemical X can be atop of the league.” I scuffed.

“You got to leave what Gerard did in the past Mikey! We all hate him, but come on. You need to move past that.”

“Whatever.” I scuffed.

“Mikey?” Daryl called out.

“Shit.” I whispered under my breath.

Ray got alarmed and dropped what he was doing and ran towards the big cabinet and hid in there. I thought really quickly and ran to where Ray was cooking and pretended I was cooking. I hope I don’t burn it.

“Yeah baby?” I replied.

Daryl appeared from the corner of the entrance with a worried expression.

“Is there anyone else here? I heard you talking to someone.”

“No, it’s just me. I got bored and started to talk to myself.”

He smirked and walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist.

“I can help.” He whispered before he started to kiss my neck.

My breath hitched and I let out a small gasp. Daryl then began to have his hands wonder up and down my chest.

“Daryl.” I panted.

“Yeah?” He said, biting on my neck.

“You’re going to make me burn the food.”

He chuckled, kissing my cheek before he left the kitchen. I heard the cabinet open and went away from the pot so Ray can finish the meal.

“That was disturbing.” Ray said.

“Then don’t watch.” I responded as I leaned against the counter with my arms crossed.

“I don’t need to watch. Your panting is enough for me to be uncomfortable.”

“What do you like what you hear?” I said smirking.

“I didn’t say that.”

“But you also didn’t deny it.” I countered.

Ray scuffed and served our dinner on two plates. I laughed and pulled my personal phone out due to do it going off.

“As much as the group and I are enjoying you guys flirting, you need stop it and eliminate Daryl! He is getting suspicious.”

“Jamia just texted me to stop flirting with you and get going on this date.” I said chuckling.

“I don’t call it flirting if you get the person to scuff.”

“Whatever. Now get out.” I said going to the cabinet and grabbing Gerard’s gun, putting it in my back pocket.

I then turned around and grabbed our plates and walked out. Daryl’s face lit up from the sight of me or the food. My face would’ve brighten up too if I saw my sexy self and well food. I placed his plate in front of him, then placing my plate in front where I would be sitting. I pecked Daryl’s cheek before I sat in my chair.

After a few bites, I opened my mouth to get answers from him. No one told me much information on him besides what Ray said. I am guessing we are going to know why he wants to hack and get information on hitman groups.

“So baby.” I said.

He looked up and smiled at me, before he replied.

“What do you do for a living?” I asked innocently.

“W-Well I-I work with technology and I-I don’t know if I-I should s-say this, b-but I-I like y-you and I can s-see myself b-being with y-you till my e-end.”

Aww he sees himself being with me till he dies. Which is true. I will be the last person he sees before I kill him.

“I like you too Daryl.” I said leaning over the table, to cup his face and kiss his lips.
He smiled against my lips kissed back. I pulled away and smiled at him. He blushed a deep red, before he cleared his throat.

“W-Wow.” He breathed out.

I smiled and just nodded.

“Can you finish what you were saying now?” I asked.

“Y-Yeah.” He stuttered before he cleared his throat.

“I work with technology and I am planning to hack into the information system to get information of these 3 hitman groups.” He said.

I nodded and let him carry on.

“These groups are deadly. The first group are the weakest of the league and the group atop of the league are vicious and deadly. I want to put their ways to an end and get them arrested. I have no clue who any of the members are, but I know there’s three groups.”

“Why are you so fascinated in these groups?” I asked.

“Because they are the most dangerous group of people. Hitman’s are normally very dangerous, but these people are more vicious.”

“Well I doubt that.” I said.

“How so?” He furrowed a brow.

“If there’s no trace of these groups like no one knows their names let alone the members than how could you know how vicious they are?” I said.

“Good point.” He hummed.

“Why are you defending these groups?”

“That’s where this date ends.” I said standing up.

“What? Mikey what are you doing?” He said panicking.

I pulled the gun behind my pocket and loaded it. I pointed it to his head and pulled the trigger. I should’ve used a quieter weapon, but Gerard’s gun was the only thing I had here. Ray ran out of the kitchen alarmed and looked at Daryl’s lifeless body. I was a bit angered to why he is still here.

“Mikey what the fuck! Are you trying to get us exposed?!” Ray yelled.

“Hey I got the information we needed! No need to yell at me.” I countered.

“Yes, but you made him suspicious and gave out too much information! Y’know for a fucking leader we expect you to be more careful with things! God, you are exactly like Gerard.” He hissed.

“I am nothing like my brother! How fucking dare you say that!”

Ray walked over and snatched the gun in my hand and put it in his back pocket.

“Then act like a leader and don’t fuck things up for us, Mikey. I know saying you are like Gerard was going too far, but you have been slipping up a bit lately. You’ve said way too much information that won’t be good for any of us. Until you are fine Andy, Patrick and I will be doing the missions.”

I sighed, before going to dispose of Daryl. Ray is right I need to shape up. I have been so down lately and not thinking straight. Luckily Daryl didn’t have an ear piece and is dead, but I have to be more careful next time. Sure, I wasn’t too specific on responding to what he said, but the response was too much that a mastermind could understand what I was saying. Ugh I hate masterminds.

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I get back to our office and Jamia straight up slaps my face. I groan at the pain and run my hand over the pain.

“You don’t need to slap me. Ray already talked to me.” I said.

“Sorry I was upset. Just watch it Mikey. You are lucky Daryl didn’t have an ear piece.” She said shaking her head.

“Yeah and I agree with Ray. I shouldn’t do another mission till I shape up.”

“Okay.” Jamia said giving me a quick hug, before going to her office.

I sighed and went into Kristin’s office to take my clothes to finally get this awful suit off me. I go into the dressing room we have and locked the door and quickly changed. I walk out and put my stuff back into my dresser. I waved to Kristin as I left and headed to our rooms on the third floor. We aren’t the most rich of the groups, but we have enough money to continue paying for the office and mission building.

I go to my room and plop face down on the bed. I am tired from tonight and I need to recover. I am still very shook from Gerard. I know what he did happened a few years ago when we first joined to be a hitman, but he recently took Pete from the group and I am still upset from that. I think I got more upset when I saw Gerard’s gun and not only did I see it. I fucking used it! Ugh I need to cool off.

Notes

Aye! Hope you like the remastered version Hitman's Case. 1) I didn't know I was going to start the chapter with Mikey, but since he has like a backstory that I will get to in some other chapter I thought he would be good to start the story with. 2) Yes its Frank in the cover and I like it. I made that cover for the old Hitman's Case which was Frank's POV, but I liked the cover so hush. I can say for how big the story line is with the missions and back stories to the characters I can guarantee this one will have more chapters than Vacant Heart :D
HEADS UP
GET PREPARED TO BE FUCKED IN THIS STORY MORE THAN VACANT AND CEMETERY FUCKED YOU.
Anyways bye :)

xojordan