After murdering the target, I went back to my apartment. As soon as I walked in, I kicked off my shoes and went to take a shower. After showering I put the dress, and some other clothes, in the washer to get rid of the blood on the dress.

I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge and took out yesterday's Chinese food. After warming it up, I sat down to watch a movie. Before I got the chance to turn on the TV, my home phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered after getting up to get it.

"You sound so different on the phone." I heard a raspy voice say.

"Can I help you?" I asked, a little annoyed.

"You left your phone in the club, baby girl." He said.

"Don't call me baby girl."

"How about I return it to you tonight?" He asked in his raspy tone.

"How about I chop your dick off?" I muttered.

"What?" He asked.

"How about I met you at the club tomorrow and you can return what's rightfully mine?"

He laughed, "Good save."

"Fuck you."

"Such language from such a nice girl." He said.

"Yes or no? I don't have all night to talk." I said.

"Yes. Be there at 10." He said and I hung up.

I went back to the TV and turned on Grey's Anatomy and ate dinner.

The next morning, I got up and put on yoga pants, a sports bra, and a loose shirt. I walked downstairs after washing my face and teeth to eat breakfast.

After I finished eating my egg whites, I drove myself down to the local gym.

I started off running. I had my ipod on my wrist and clicked play.

It kills me not to know this but I've all but just forgotten
What the color of her eyes were and her scars or how she got them
As the telling signs of age rain down a single tear is dropping
Through the valleys of an aging face that this world has forgotten
There is no reconciliation that will put me in my place
And there is no time like the present to drink these draining seconds
But seldom do these words ring true when I'm constantly failing you
Like walls that we just can't break through until we disappear

So tell me now
If this ain't love then how do we get out?
Because I don't know
That's when she said I don't hate you boy
I just want to save you while there's still something left to save
That's when I told her I love you girl
But I'm not the answer for the questions that you still have

But the day pressed on like crushing weights
For no man does it ever wait
Like memories of dying days
That deafen us like hurricanes
Bathed in flames we held the brand
Uncurled the fingers in your hand
Pressed into the flesh like sand
Now do you understand?

So tell me now
If this ain't love then how do we get out?
Because I don't know
That's when she said I don't hate you boy
I just want to save you while there's still something left to save
That's when I told her I love you girl
But I'm not the answer for the questions that you still have

1000 miles away
There's nothing left to say
But so much left that I don't know
We never had a choice
This world is too much noise
It takes me under
It takes me under once again
I don't hate you
I don't hate you, no

So tell me now
If this ain't love then how do we get out?
Because I don't know
That's when she said I don't hate you boy
I just want to save you while there's still something left to save
That's when I told her I love you girl
But I'm not the answer for the questions that you still have

I don't hate you
I don't hate you, no

After listening to a couple more songs for about a hour, I stopped and grabbed my water bottle from my duffle bag.

I felt the eyes of many people, guys I assume, watching me. I walked over to the punching bag after wrapping my wrists.

"What's a small girl like you doing punching a punching a punching bag?" I heard a voice say. I stopped and turned around to see a tall guy. Looked like he was in his mid-twenties.

"Can I help you?" I asked.

"I'd like to use the bag." He pointed out.

I look at my punching bag and back to him. "That's just too fucking bad." I say and turn around to continue punching.

"Fiesty. I like that in a girl." He said. I looked back to him and raised an eyebrow.

"And you name is?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"Zacky."

"Right, well Zacky. How about you walk away so I can finish what I was doing?" I said and turned back to punching my bag.

I turned the volume up on my iPod and the song Thistles and Weeds by Mumford and Son started playing.

I punched the bag for about 20 minutes before the alarm on my iPod went off. I turned around, taking deep breaths.

After I got home and had a shower to get all the sweat off me, I put on a pair of shorts and a tank top and walked to my office.

I took down the wall painting and put in the key for the safe, turned the dial, then twisted the key and the safe opened.

I took out the folder for my undercover case and sat on my desk. I took a gulp of my water and ate lunch.

I almost choked when I saw the picture of my target.

I stepped outside of the cab after paying for it and walked inside the club. I walked straight for the bar to order a shot of Jack Daniels.

"I thought I said be here at 10." I heard the same raspy voice say.

"I think you can get over half an hour." I said and took my shot and put my hand out.

His eyebrow raised this time, "If you want your phone you are going to half to earn it, baby girl."

"What did I say about the nickname?" I put my hand on my hip.

"Dance with me." He said pulling me to the dance floor before I could even reply.

He turned me around and brought my back to his chest, his hands landing on my bare hips. I felt a growl in his throat.

"You are such a tease." He said slipping his hand under the stomach area of the dress. I pressed my hips on his and moved slowly. He put his hands back on my hips and moved me faster.

I pressed harder to feel a small outline of him and it made him groan hard. I moved my hips around that area, my head on his shoulder. I felt his hands snake through my hair and pull lightly.

I moaned lightly in approval. He pulled my hair to one side, pulling my head to tilt it, exposing my neck where he made his mark. I moaned loud in the club.

"You're so responsive." He said and one of his hands snaked down my body and under my dress. His fingers went near my underwear and I felt him brushing his finger there.

I snapped out of it and pushed away.

"I need more to drink."