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Post by David Dalton on Jun 19, 2007 11:14:04 GMT -5
"You make it sound as if you are someone well known Miss Caitlynn Arie." Dalton said to her smirking while he placed the glass on his lips. Before he had gone to prison he had never bothered with other criminals and didn't want to learn anyone but now he planned to change everything. However he wasn't out long enough to learn the criminal world as good as he would like to.
"What I want...well right now I wasn't thinking for hiring anyone. On the contrary I was looking more for a partner but that would of course change depending on your skills. Can you steal without being noticed or kill without feeling guilty?"Dalton half closed his eyes waiting for an answer that would help him decide if he wanted to hire that woman in his dirty jobs or simply get ready to kill her as she knew too much about him.
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Post by Caitlynn Arie on Jun 19, 2007 19:32:34 GMT -5
Caitlynn smiled a bit dissapointed that he didnt know who she was. Where she came from she was considered one of the best. "A test then." she stated simply. "What do you want from whom and who do you want dead?" her dark eyes glittered coldly.. no emotion showing when she spoke about killing. It was just part of life.. death.. Her first kill had been when she was only 15..
Thinking about what he said .. partner... she replied to that idea. "Normally one does not take a partner in this line of work without a lot of trust. Neither of us trust each other enough for that." she remarked stating the obvious.
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Post by David Dalton on Jun 20, 2007 18:16:25 GMT -5
The woman's question made him raise his eyebrows in interest. "Whom I want dead? There's plenty of people to fit that position but I guess you'll never manage to kill Theo Leon the police officer would you?" Scowling at even saying the name, Dalton shacked his head and finished off his drink placing it on the desk next to him. "I think we are able to fit something in here. What's your limit? Cash wise..." he asked her taking the conversation into a more serious level.
"Of course I'm not talking about an immediate partner Miss Arie. I'm thinking more of huge job partners as robbing down a bank that's about to open and the load they are carrying next month."
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Post by Caitlynn Arie on Jun 20, 2007 18:30:49 GMT -5
A soft sexy chuckle of amusement came from Caitlynn's throat unexpectedly. "Killing a cop holds a lot of satisfaction." she said musingly. "Discrediting them is even more fun." she winked wickedly. "Or.. if they have someone close to them," she mused. "Those people disappear a lot easier and with less risk." she licked her full lips delicately as she thought.
She thought about the bank job. Drawing a suggestive but graceful hand up the inside of her thigh, she crossed her well shaped legs and left her hand near the juncture of her legs. "Men who drive those trucks are easily distracted by a female body wearing very little clothes in distress." she gave him the hint of the easiest way to get the truck to pull over in an out of the way place with little cover.
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Post by David Dalton on Jun 20, 2007 18:38:34 GMT -5
"Anything you could do that would make that guy suffer as much as possible on earth would earn you my trust." ((I'll make him agree to this)) he said to the young lady with a serious expression on his face while getting on his feet and walking to nearest window. There was no time for jokes, no time for laughs and smiled. He stood for a moment looking outside from the bullet proof windows. These had been installed long before by his real father before Dalton killed him and now he had thoughts of upgrading them.
Turning around he couldn't prevent himself from letting a smirk on his face even now. "And that's exactly why I would need a partner for that!" he said to her in the same cold voice as before. Until he got to trust her he wasn't changing his attitude toward her.
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Post by Caitlynn Arie on Jun 20, 2007 18:55:35 GMT -5
Getting up she walked gracefully to join him at the window. Deleberately she turned her back to him showing him an amount of trust. He was close enough to her that she would have no time to defend herself should he choose to end her life. Tapping the window with a delicately shaped finger nail, she frowned. "A .357 mag. with explosive rounds could bust this glass. The second shot would see you pushing up your favorite flower six feet under." she told him in a serious voice.
Tilting her head she allowed her long dark hair to particially cover her face as she thought. "I will need to find the men who will be driving the truck and start up a relationship with one so that I have his trust." Her eyes scanned the grounds as she thought of the particulars. "Once I have one's trust, the truck will stop a lot easier. Then it wouldnt take us much to over come the two drivers." she tapped her fingers on the glass as she thought. "There is a guard in the back that could be gassed easy enough through the vent of the cab of the truck." she turned and winked at him.
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Post by David Dalton on Jun 21, 2007 11:00:18 GMT -5
Dalton narrowed his eyes as the woman approached and turned her back at him. His eyes as every normal man travelled to her back and up again before listening with interest her knowledge on guns and explosives. "I'm more careful than to let someone blow up my windows."
Listening carefully to her explanation of how to easily manage and trick the drivers of the cash-carrying truck. "You are willing to sell yourself to these people so you can be rich?" he asked her without changing his voice or showing any particular interest. "I am afraid though you are mistaken. 360 million dollars cannot possibly be quarded by only one person in the back. There will be more definately with guns. But I think I cold manage that there if you ever actually decide to join me and steal the money together." Once the woman winked there was a smirk on his face as he waited for her reaction to what he said.
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Post by Caitlynn Arie on Jun 21, 2007 17:40:45 GMT -5
A cold chuckle escaped as she turned to look at him, her body very close to his. "Dalton." she almost wispered to him, her voice like an intimate caress as she drew a graceful finger along his jawline. "The man that I allow to touch me without taking his own life in his hands," she paused meaningfully then continued. "Will be my equal in every way." She turned back again to the window to look out into the gardens around them. "As for the guards..." she told him. "There is a drug that when placed in a drink can leave a man open to suggestion and as pliable as a puppy." she turned back to look at him her eyes sparkling with mischief. "It has on more than one occasion left a man thinking that he had the most wonderfully pleasurable night with me while he lay helpless and at my whim." turning she continued thoughtfully. "I think it would be very pleasurable to do the job with you." Of course that phrase could be taken two ways and she wasnt about to allude to which one. "It would help us form a solid working alliance." she went quiet as she stared out the window. He was very close to her... much closer than she had allowed any male in a very long time. In one way it was very disconcerting in another it was intriguing. She could almost feel his breath on her back.
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Post by David Dalton on Jun 21, 2007 18:26:03 GMT -5
((I'm sure we are watching the same movies! hehe))
Dalton was sure that the girl was teasing him in every way possible. He could feel her hands moving along his jaw and it was a miracle that he managed to control himself. He kept reminding himself his position and her work and they definately would have a nice little adventure together but not immediately.
"That could be a nice thing to try but it will only work for one. And if they kill themselves over the fact of who actually slept with you and it will take away my pleasure of seeing the life leave their eyes." Dalton smirked and took a half step closer to the lady and now they were almost touching each other. "I have pleasureable ways that do not involve drugs. All you need is...flexibility!" Dalton kept the smirk pinned on his face as his hands moved on the girls hips and slowly touched her body for the first time.
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Post by Caitlynn Arie on Jun 21, 2007 19:27:17 GMT -5
Caitlynn's breath caught as he touched her. She hadnt had a man touch her in years and never this way. Her first reflex was to attack him but she held that in check. Closing her eyes she took a deep breath and turned to face him. She found them inches apart. Placing her hands on his chest, she turned her face up to his bringing their lips barely inches apart. She laughed a little .. the sound of it soft and sexy. Not resisting her next impulse, she ran her tongue along his bottom lip. "I am very flexible Dalton." her hands drifted up his chest caressingly to run her fingers over the back of his neck in an enticing mannor. "But are you worthy of me?" she pulled away from and put a little distance between him and her. Running her hand through her long dark hair, she hid the shiver that went through her body. A man's touch had never been pleasurable to her but she was finding different feelings that she did not know she was capable of and she wasnt sure how to deal with them. Ever since she was a child she had kept men at bay and now she wasnt so sure if that was the best policy anymore.
Walking over to view a piece of art that hung on the wall, she thought about the plan to rob the bank and another to teach the cop a lesson. "The right plan that included both our talents could actually be a pleasurable way to watch a few men die and make us both rich.." she paused thinking. "I will handle the cop so that he learns a real lesson." she thought about it. "Do you want anything of his to prove that I was the one the lesson came from?" She was deep in thought. Plans wizzing through her head. The planning stage was something that really turned her on.
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Post by David Dalton on Jul 1, 2007 16:16:53 GMT -5
Dalton kept his hands on her hips, as she turned around and stared into her eyes when the woman looked up at him. They were very close, both their hands touching a part of the other's body. The male couldn't resist the feeling of touching a woman after being locked up in prison for so many years. He had started to miss this and now he tried his best to resist to the thoughts that his mind made. She was after all his employee and possible partner.
The woman's tongue moved across his lower lip and a shiver passed through the man's body. Dalton was getting trapped by a woman's charm and even the greatest killers couldn't resist. He smirk at her comment of being flexible but her next comment was much stronger. His mind wasn't working properly as the girl's hands moved at the back of his neck. He movd his hands up her spine right before she moved away.
"I am worthy of many things honey. You just need to find them. And that would rquire some bit of search."
Dalton remained on place as she walked away talking about their little plan to rob the money carriage truck. Of course one of the few remaining loyal police officers had to be taken out and Caitlynn seemed pretty willing to do so.
"Scar him!"
The first thought that reached his mind was the first one that left his mouth. "Scratch him and bring me his badge. I want him to remember this for the rest of his pathetic little life."
Dalton paused waiting for the woman's reaction. He was going to pay her good, as this was what he did years ago. He was a hitman, getting paid to kill. Even though there would be no dead men this time, Dalton couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to have a dead officer in town.
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Post by Caitlynn Arie on Jul 1, 2007 16:30:40 GMT -5
A soft menacing chuckle sounded from her. "Is that all?" she turned back to look at him with an impish smile. "I thought you would think of something difficult." Caitlynn walked over to him and stood very close to him, her body just brushing his. "I'll mark every inch of his body and leave a perminant reminder just here." she said as she reached up and drew her nail softly across the right side of his jawline from ear to chin.
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Post by David Dalton on Jul 1, 2007 16:40:34 GMT -5
"That sounds...scary!" he said to her smirking. "I bet half the money I'm paying you that he might just not be so easy as you think. You are getting a bullet or two." Dalton started joking now and made a mental note to visit the hospital where the policeman would be held after this little accident he was going to have.
"Well then we should be etting ready don't you think? There are some things we have to prepare ourselves for." Dalton said refering to the theft as well as the woman's job to..scratch someone.
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Post by Caitlynn Arie on Jul 1, 2007 17:42:04 GMT -5
Caitlynn smiled up at him evilly when he said it wouldnt so easy. Truth was he didnt know her very well. "That sounds like a reasonable bet." she told him wickedly walking over to the couch and lounged streatching her slim body out and crossing her legs. "I'll take the cop out just like I said I would." she winked devilishly. "If he catches or marks me you only have to pay me half of what you intend to pay me." she paused looking at him pointedly. "If there isnt a mark on my body, then you pay me a quarter more then what you intended to pay me."
The couch was comfortable and she streatched again almost purring. "Now," she smiled at him sexily. "What did you have in mind for the truck?"
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Post by David Dalton on Jul 3, 2007 12:37:20 GMT -5
Dalton watched the girl as she moved into a couch and listened to her. He was gaining either way with their bet and this was a nice opportunity to prepare the ground for the little evil plan he had.
The man started walking standing not far away from the couch resting on the wall next to an old painting.
"Well, let's see....the truck will start from the docks early that morning as the money will be dropped on the island by a helicopter in the water. We well not be able to get close to them then, so we wait until they get in the truck."
Dalton pasused thinking of the tactic they were going to use after the money were in the car. "I'll be hidding behind a wall near the bank. The truck will never stop in frond of it so during the vehicle change I'll be able to attack and take care of the armed guards in the back. You will make sure the drivers are too preoccupied or even better.....dead."
He started now coldly at the girl showing that he was serious and ment business. The tiny smirk on his face left completely at his next thoughts.
"We'll definately have some company there so we need to act fast. I heard the Brukes are still in town and I know just the guy who would go for this."
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