Rise Of The Hitman's Heir

3.Finding the lost son

**PARKER**

All eyes fixed on Mater George and his daughter while he gave his short speech, which ended with a simultaneous applause from the hitmen after he mentioned the main purpose of calling for an urgent meeting.

*Speech*

"Each one of you is gifted with different talent, and that's why you are chosen to be among my disciples. At the beginning of your training, I've mentioned that there will be a day you will be rewarded for all your hard work; today is the day. I have a very important job for all of you, and a huge reward for anyone that nailed the job perfectly as expected." Master George said, and Diana quickly grabbed it from there and continued. 

"What Father is trying to tell us is that we are seriously searching for the lost son of his best friend, and whoever finds him would be rewarded greatly and appreciated and might earn the complete trust of my father. Father wants you all to prepare yourself very well for an unprecedented incident that might occur while on the field."

Then her father stood up again and gave the last command to everyone.

"If we must die, then we shall die as a hitman.* Everyone said uniformly and gave a round of applause that echos through the huge hall, and everyone was so ambitious to know what the reward is.

My gentle gaze was fixed at the wicked master on the stage and his arrogant daughter, following in his father's footsteps. It was when Joe touched my shoulder that I realized I had been carried away.

"What's up, Parker? Where are you and what are you thinking?" He asked me, but I couldn't give him any coherent answer. I just smiled and walked away from them.

Tom had fallen in love even though she didn't know about it, and he's also afraid to express his feelings; he remained standing and looking at her even while everyone had departed the hall.

Diana and her father came down from stage, and Tom was waiting to get her attention, but instead I heard her tiny voice utter my name perfectly from behind.

"Parker." She called on me calmly.

I stopped quickly, like I just heard my mother call me from heaven, then I turned back and faced her. I noticed Tom was looking directly at her at the right corner but ignored and walked past him and Joe. Joe is a very jovial type that knows Tom more than I do.

"Tom Tom, she isn't into you; stop disturbing your heart; she's in love with our friend." Joe said and laughed.

"Shut the fuck up, coward." Tom angrily frowned at him.

"Uncontrollable Chuckle" 

Joe laughed as he arranged his weapon into his bag, then proceeded to the big entrance door, leaving Tom with his unrealistic thoughts.

I got to face her in the eyes while her father was beside her. I never felt any fear because my anger had been awakened to its maximum, and I felt like striking both of them with my moon sword. I also thought of using my gun to disable his legs and then shoot his daughter in front of him like they killed my parent.

But I relaxed my nerves and waited for what she had to tell me. She approached me and commanded me to take her bag from the long table on the stage and follow her out of the house.

I was irritated by her arrogance, but I have my mission, and her arrogance or that of her father won't stop me from achieving my aim and objectives.

"Yes mam." I said as I quickly approached the table without hesitation, but my ears never stopped receiving some silent discussion from her to her father.

"Father I'm going out to meet some friends regarding what we discussed, and very sure this time the crystal would be found. We can't let out men know about the crystal or else they will find him and obtain the crystal power for themselves, so I must join in the quest and make sure I find him before any of them." This positive thought sank in her father's brain.

"But how do you intend to know if they find the crystal first? You know I'm not getting younger; I'm now 60 years old, so I have limited time left to live." Master George reminded her, but she smiled and signaled a calming shoulder padding touch on him when she saw me approaching their spot.

She fixed her beautiful eyes on my face as she stretched her fair skinned hand to receive the brown leather bag from me. She slowly rubbed her hand from my wrist before she collected the bag. I felt a quick shivering down to my shin as she touched me with her cool hand.

I stepped back immediately and caught my breath.

"May I take my leave now?" I asked with my shaking lips.

"Yes, you can leave now to come back later." She said it in her calm and sexy voice with a beautiful smile.

Her father had left the hall with one of his female servants without informing her; it's been part of his routine to share his big soft bed with any maid or servants available to quench his thirst and horny body.

"Jump on the Camara; I need to feel what that little Joe is enjoying beneath those thighs of yours. You might look beautiful, but I need to see if truly you are beautiful in the middle. Are you sweet in the middle?" Master George said in a very awkward tone.

He reached for his gun as soon as she tried to resist his attention. She pushed him away from her side and wanted to escape from the room, but she stopped when she heard the cocky sound of a black Ak47.

She stopped and stood gallantly, gradually releasing the handle of the door.

"I am so sorry, master." She said with a drop of tears gushing out from her eyes, but he ignored all that and dragged her to the big bed.

He landed her back to the bed, then gradually removed her clothes from her black slim fit shirt to the black trousers she puts on. He opened her brazier slowly from the back and moved to her pants.

He opened her two legs widely and slotted his body in between very fast; she couldn't make any louder sound than to just moan to every movement on into her body. He had her for 60 minutes.