CHAPTER 128 Purse


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    I thought North Dakota was going to be boring, but it turns out it’s much more exciting than California.


    Here, we were ying with people, toying with their rtionships, messing with their heads. Back


    home, we would be hung by our testicles if we tried doing this to any of


    our mafia brothers and sisters.


    But here, in this small rural town, we had full reign.


    I always wanted to be part of a bit and I feel blessed Beaufort included me. Usually, it was either S


    Sam or Max working with him, while the rest of us assisted. It was disappointing, but we understood.


    Sam could move around like he was invisible while Max could practically do the same… which made


    those two Beaufort’s most valuable assets.


    “Stealth is your greatest ally. Beaufort’s words of wisdom.


    When I got the call to move to North Dakota, I didn’t hesitate. I immediately volunteered. my services,


    hoping Beaufort would realize I was as indispensable as Sam or Max, then maybe, he would finally


    include me in all his missions. Sure, I was valuable to him as hiswyer, but I wanted to earn his


    respect as an assassin… and I vowed I would gain his respect before we all had to go back to


    California.


    Truly, this week alone has been mind-boggling.


    From killing a woman in her home to setting the funeral home on fire…


    From murdering a man in his hospital bed to torturing a driver for information…


    I swear, without the three big bosses watching over us, we had the freedom to act as we saw


    fit.


    No wonder people wanted in. Even sn otty Emma Caruso found her way here, ying the dutiful nurse


    bit. I saw her mouth, “Babysitter,” as she walked past me earlier.


    I didn’t mind babysitting Nicole Davis. She was in danger which meant there was a chance I would see


    some action. Plus, this hospital was in the middle of a murder investigation. Roaming these hallways


    gave me the opportunity to gather information,


    Emma looked like she was going to puke while she watched me flirt with the female nurses/5


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    or the other, so these women would open up to me.


    And in a matter of thirty minutes, I found out that some of these nurses took drugs to stay awake.


    Surprisingly, one of them even told me who their dealer was, pointing at him as he walked towards


    Emma.


    It wasn’t shocking watching Emma make googly eyes at the man who these other nurses called their


    go-to person for meth. Drugs and smuggling were Domenico’s area of expertise. As they say, “Like


    attracts like.”


    Since Junior Nurse Administrator Crystal Meth sent Emma home, I decided to stay until sunrise, then


    have someone else guard Nicole while I got ready to represent Ford Martin, the alleged nurse killer. I


    haven’t received his call yet, but I was sure he was going to make that


    call soon.


    Just when I was thinking this may end up as a slow night, out of the blue, Autumn came to alert me that


    Emma was in distress.


    I was seated in one of those hard hospital chairs along the hallway, ying games on my phone, when


    Autumn suddenly sat down beside me, sipping on a cup of coffee. I noticed she was wearingtex


    gloves.


    “We have a 9-1-1 situation. Emma has her hands raised above her head, standing in the parking lot


    beside those two old trees. It’s Hartman,” she mumbled while her cup was ir between her lips. “You


    help her while I take care of the footage.” She quickly stood up. walked away leaving a folded sheet of


    paper on the chair she vacated.


    Good thing Beaufort had me dip my fingertips in silicone. No fingerprints.


    I pocketed the sheet of paper, stood up and walked to the nurse’s station.


    “I’m just gonna grab a cup of coffee downstairs,” I said. “I’d really appreciate it if you keep an eye on


    Miss Nicole.”


    “Sure, Link,” the pretty brte named Bea said, smiling. “Anything for you.”


    “I’ll see to it that I bring you a cup,” I said gratefully and quickly walked towards the stairwell. As I


    walked down the steps, I took out my leather gloves and put them on, feeling gloriously excited.


    This was why I was under Beaufort. I was a stone cold killer.


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    I took out the sheet of paper and read it, knowing what I had to do. I’ll confirm Hartman’s identity first,


    then slip this piece of paper onto her corpse.


    Quick thinking, Autumn.


    I screwed on my silencer and tucked my gun under my jacket. It was time to y assassin.


    I decided to use the service entrance at the side of the hospital to avoid being seen. Outside was quiet.


    There were no guards and there was no one driving along the streets fronting the hospital.


    I dashed towards the two old trees, noticing Emma was speaking to someone hidden beneath the


    shadows. As I got closer, I discovered Emma was talking to an elderly woman who had a gun in her


    right hand.


    Seemed like Domenico’s team was having a streak of bad luck. Beaufort repeatedly stressed


    we should never underestimate the people we were dealing with. I guess Domenico and his


    team never got the memo.


    I darted around the trees to listen to their conversation. I made sure to only step on the


    grass and not the dirt. I didn’t want to leave any shoe prints.


    “Well, I can still retire rich. That’s where youe in. So, will you send me the money or


    should I just kill you now?”


    “You are barking up the wrong tree, Nurse Administrator Hartman,” Emma replied.


    have that kind of money.”


    Confirmed. The olddy was Hartman.


    Hartman had some balls. She confronted a person thinking she had the upper hand just because she


    held a gun.


    And she wanted money… lots of it. “When a person negotiates for money, you know they’ll double


    cross you once that money runs out.” Another of Beaufort’s words of wisdom.


    Emma didn’t negotiate, instead she yed the poor nurse part. I saw the old woman’s hand shake.


    That wasn’t what she was hoping to hear.


    “Then, I’ll just shoot you now and tell everyone you confessed to the murder of one Theodore Cohen,”


    she said, raising her gun and aiming it at Emina.


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    The old woman


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    distracted, she didn’t notice mee up to her side. I positioned.


    myself near her right hand and aimed at the side of her head.


    “I don’t think so,” I murmured, squeezing the trigger.


    She copsed on the grass… without a sound. I quickly pocketed her gun and reced it with mine,


    cing her fingers on the trigger and squeezing it. With that done, I patted her down, taking whatever


    was in her pockets, including her earpiece.


    “Leave now,” I instructed Emma, “Autumn is already handling the CCTV footage. Don’t leave anything


    behind…. because I’m going to stage this as a suicide.”


    Without even a ‘thank you, she left. Of course. Domenico’s team members have always been proud,


    especially the one named De Luca. G od, how I disliked him.


    I slipped the piece of paper into the old woman’s pocket, unscrewed my silencer and walked


    away to look for her car. I messaged Autumn asking for the make and model of Hartman’s


    car. She messaged me it was a Subaru parked in front of the gift shop right across the street.


    I opened the car and quickly searched for anything important. I found her purse stashed inside the


    glovepartment.


    I opened it and checked to see what was inside. I found her phone, wallet and some other stuff.


    Nothing else was inside the car except for a spare car key hidden inside the center console. I was


    hoping to find aptop.


    Well, I have the keys to her house. I’ll have someone sneak in before her body is found… maybe I can


    do it myself.


    I took the valuables from her purse except for her wallet, removed the SD card from the dashcam, left


    her car doors unlocked and walked back to my car to take a look at the stuff I took. I was seated in the


    backseat deciding whether I should sneak into Hartman’s home. when I identally dozed off. I was


    awakened by the sound of my phone ringing.


    “Mr. Murphy, good morning,” a man’s voice greeted me. “This is Undersheriff Jack Emery.”


    “Good morning, Undersheriff. Seems… I dozed off,” I said, annoyed at being caught off guard. I


    checked my watch for the time and heaved a sigh of relief. I was only asleep for ten minutes. “How can


    I help you?”


    “Norma Martin asked me to call you. I think Bo Xavier, a client of yours, told her to get in touch with


    you. She needs you to represent her son. He’s here in a holding cell at the


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    Sheriff’s station.”


    “On what grounds?” I asked.


    “Murder,” he answered.


    “Does this by any chance have to do with the former mayor’s untimely death?” I asked, confirming.


    “Yes, it does.”


    I didn’t expect Jack to call me. I was waiting for Norma or Ford Martin.


    “I’ll just check up on Nicole Davis first, take a shower, then I’ll head to the station. I’ll even have my


    secretary set a bail hearing for this morning,” I rambled like I was reading a ‘to do’


    list.


    “You’re still at the hospital?” He asked, surprised.


    “Yes. I wanted to make sure she was stable before I left. Tell my client not to say a word until


    I arrive.”


    I stretched, preparing myself for battle. If Norma Martin thinks her son can get out scot-free,


    she’s wrong.


    I hate losing, but for this particr case, I’ll dly take the fall.


    But first, I needed someone to sneak inside Hartman’s house while it was still dark. the number of one


    of our men named Jake.


    “Wait for me at the corner of Main near theplex. I have something for you to do.”


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