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02. THE HUNT

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I realize that running isn't a sustainable option so I opted to find a weapon. I hit behind a car and using the car mirror I see the one guy coming toward the car.

Once he runs the corner I slam my foot on his crotch and hit his head with my hand aiming at his eyes. He grips onto my torso and tries to knock me unconscious but I rip the gun out of his grip and pull the trigger.

Blood trickled onto the gravel. Not taking another chance I sprint toward the train station. To the normal person it looked like I was missing my train. I realized the people were still behind me.

I quickly shove my way through the crowd of people and see the train doors closing. Praying for my life I run and slide through the doors before they close.

The two dudes that were behind me bang on the door. There expression morphs into anger and soon I'm watching their faces disappear.

I turn around and see everyone mixing their business. There's no room on the train so I stand up holding on to a near by railing.

I began to space out after the whole mess that unfolded. I couldn't even call Bucky because he was busy with some bitch mission.

I quickly take my phone from my bra and bring up the call screen. This can't be a level America mission. I opt to call the one person in this world who I would give my last tortilla to...

"Margo? Don't tell me you ordered that stupid painting, it's a black speck" she announces teasing me.

"Sarah" I say with a shaky voice.

I Can feel the shift change on the other side. "Are you okay?" She asks in a serious tone.

"Not really, it's actually a really fucked story. I don't know if I'm being tracked" I dump on her. The thoughts are just spilling out of my mouth.

"I should've of called...shit what if they go after you?" I say panicking.

"Margo!" I hear a strict voice on the other end. "Wha'the hell happened?"

"Great question." I say sarcastically. "Shit I don't even know Sarah. I fucking shot someone" I say in realizing. I cover my mouth in shock.

"You're not making sense" she exclaims worried.

"I was chased by 3 guys wearing suits. They asked me about my man" I inform trying to shake off the feeling I had during the car. "The adrenaline is wearing off, I feel like crying"

"Where are you now?" She asks. I contemplating not telling her.

"I'm safe." I reply not risking it. "I'll be in contact"

"Wait mar-" I end the call. The subway doors open and I swiftly step out. I wonder what Bucky would've done in this situation. He wouldn't be shitting bricks like I am right now.

I'm becoming extremely paranoid as I make my way to my apartment. I threw the gun away at the subway, it looked high tech so I left it.

Once I made it up to my place I opened the door and made it inside. I quickly packed a bag and changed into a hoodie.

On my way down I noticed the black car the arrived. In it was 5 guys in suits and I swiftly slipped through the door. After stepping out I heard a shot go off and a scream.

I looked back and then I see the source of the scream collapse after another round of shots. I realize my front desk person is slumped over in a pool of his own blood. I quickly speed walk out of there and get a taxi to the airport.

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I knock on the front door and it swings open. "God I knew it was a prank" Sarah says relieved.

I step inside and pull my hoodie off my face. "Not a fucking joke" I say showing her the bruise on my wrists.

"What the hell happened? I leave for 3 days" she says scolding me.

"Your guess is as good as mine" I reply frowning. "I was going to keep to myself at my place here, turns out it's been raided and now has a full squad of people with guns in it"

"What?" Sarah says shocked.

"Not to mentioned they unalived people back in New York just to get to my other place" I say while taking a seat on her couch. I close my eyes briefly scared and tired from the day.

A phone ringtone makes us both jump. Grabbing my phone from my pocket I realize it actually Sarah's phone.

She picks up the phone. "Sam, hi what's up?"

"We're handling something at the moment" she explains. She looks over at me and sighs. She hands me the phone, "he wants to talk to you"

I grab the phone, "listen American Expresso, I've had a long fucking day"

"It's me" I hear a gruff voice say. "I need you to do something for me"

"This is not the time for foreplay" I announce. Sarah frowns at my statement.

I hear Bucky silent on the side. "Did someone come by the house today?"

"God, i wish they just came by. I was chased, tracked down and maybe, don't quote me on this shit killed someone" I say explaining the situation.

"I fled to Louisiana to the old house, turns out people are ripping it to shreds" I say in a disappointing tone.

"Listen to me sweetheart, im gonna need you to come here, with me" he declares.

"And that is?" I ask questioning him.

"Vienna." he replies. My eyes widen realizing he wants me to go to Europe on my own.

"You want me to haul ass to Vienna? Who the hell are those guys?" I ask confused.

"It's too dangerous to tell you over phone." He says. I hear a hard bang on the door. I make eye contact with Sarah, I walk over to the kitchen and grab a knife.

"Mar? Margo?" I hear Bucky distantly on the phone. I whisper into the phone, "I think they're here" I say.

Sarah looks very serious in this moment. She way going full mama bear mode.

"Can you hide or run?" I hear Bucky ask.

"Right now? Probably fight?" I say nervously. Another round of bangs and shouts are heard.

"Where are the kids?" I ask Sarah. She walks over to the drawer and picks up a baseball bat.

"With there aunt" she responds. We walk over to the back of the house and go through the back door.  We turn the engine on the car and zoom out of there.

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