Chapter Twenty Nine: who cause her pain!

So, why are you practicing so hard?" Frank asked reaching one of the guns and taking several shots at the target.

"To make sure I still got it," Dennis responded.

"Mmm," Frank let out before taking some more shots at the target.

"You know you never know when the enemy wanna act funny, so, you gotta stay ready" Dennis added, now pointing his gun at the target as they took different shots simultaneously, one after each other at the same time as none of them missed.

"So, who do you want me to take out? " Frank asked as his attention never left his target.

"A girl," Dennis responded.

Frank paused, taking a look at Dennis before speaking.

"Mmm, that's odd."

"I didn't actually come about the girl, and I don't want her taken out, I just needed a little background check," he said, finally taking the ear muff off his neck, placing the gun on a high table there before one of franks men took it away.

Frank also stopped his practice or maybe we could say 'his show off', handing his gun to the same person as the two now walked side by side.

"I was barely stunned by the assumption that you wanted to literally take a girl out, but I only wondered when you became such a pussy,"

The two men giggled as they walked out of the indoor shooting range and now outside on what seemed like a porch. The breeze was cool, yet the weather unsuiting. There was always something about the weather here, it just never feels safe.

They were about two men who looked like they were on stand by, protecting the place.

Frank was known for eliminating people's enemies at their request, and in some cases gained those people as enemies too. He lived with one eye open but if he could easily be taken down, it would have been done a while ago, so, it would only take someone a step ahead of him in every. But in this city, he happened to be the top assassin.

Dennis was barely holier than Frank, just that he was a clean guy with his doings. He hated dirty work and he hated being in the picture. Dennis barely had any need to pick up a gun to do his own bidding because he had the likes of frank doing it for him.

Frank lived in a large family house. He had a wife and two beautiful daughters, but due to the nature of his job, he couldn't have them living together.

He lived a crime life and that wasn't the way he wanted to raise his girls.

The large very spacious building belonged to his grandfather who passed it to his father, and now him.

Dennis took his attention away from Frank's family tree and just decided to be in the present. He freed his white well tucked in shirt and took his sit on one of the wooden shiny chairs. Njk jk