It had been over 3 months since Debbie had, so to speak, been hired as a hitwoman. She had been anxiously waiting for the first call for "Smoky". She had just lit a cigarette when her phone rang. It was Mike. "I guess that you’ve been wondering when you’d get a call", he said.

"Yeah, what the hells been goin on. I thought that I would have received a call by now," she replied as she exhaled.

Mike responded, "Well, Debbie, there’s been a slight change in our arrangement. We want $10,000 from you as our fee".

Debbie, quite irritated, took a deep drag on her cigarette and spoke in an angered tone, "you s.o.b. I thought we had a deal. Now you pull something like this. What if I don’t agree?".

Mike noticing her anger laughed and said, "those pictures that I have entitled ‘before and after the hit,’ especially the one of you smiling as you squeezed the trigger and of the dead body could get in the WRONG hands! Anyway, look on the bright side, with this new deal you still will make substantial money."

Debbie stubbed out her cigarette and reached for another and lit it giving her time to calm down then replied in a cold calculating tone, " I agree. I guess you’ve got me over a barrel," thinking to herself, "some day he’ll pay for this! The double-crossing bastard!"

Mike responded in a relieved tone, "good, I knew that you’d see it our way. Now I have some good news. We just gave a woman your number. We checked her out, and she is legit. You should be hearing from her shortly. Remember, you negotiate whatever you can, then when you get your money, you wire us the $10,000."

In a calm tone she responded as she tapped the ash from her cigarette and took another drag, "Sure thing Mikey, I’ll be a good girl and wire you the money. I guess that we should free up the phone so that ‘Smoky’ will get that call. Sweet dreams, honey!"

They hung up. Debbie’s anger returned as she started to pace around her condo. Then she went to her special compartment and opened it picking up one of her unloaded 9mm. automatics and extended it her hand and pulled the trigger several times. "That’s for you, Mike, someday I’ll get even!" Having had that chance to vent, she calmed down and finished her cigarette knowing that she should at last be getting the Call she had been waiting for.

An hour later the phone rang again and she heard a woman say, "I’d like to speak with Smoky"

Debbie responded, "this is Smoky, I understand that you want somebody killed. Before I take the contract, I’ll need to know who, where, when, and how if that is important to you. Then we can discuss price." Debbie picked up another VS120 and lit it. She could hear the woman doing the same.

The woman then said excitedly with apprehension in her voice, "but… you are a woman. I’m not sure I like this at all."

Debbie quickly said, "listen, do you think the people that you contacted would have given you my number if I wasn’t good at this! I’m a pro who enjoys her work as well as the money. And if it’s a man you want killed, I shall we say.. have the feminine wiles to get up close."

Debbie could hear the woman taking another drag on her cigarette. This time when she spoke, "I guess that I was hasty. Ok. After thinking about I kind of like the idea of a hitwoman killing my dear husband! I’m going to be out of town on business next week. I was thinking that a late night visit while he is sleeping would be perfect time to do it. Say around 2-3am. Wednesday morning. You could make it look like a burglary. I’m assuming that you would use a silencer?"

Debbie exhaled a plume of smoke upward and giggled, "Of course. I don’t want anybody to hear anything! If I’m going to make look like a burglary, I’ll either need a key or some other way of gaining easy access. I can later make it look like a break-in. Also do you have a safe, and if you do how about the combination then I can leave it open. How much are you willing to pay for this contract?"

" Oh, $20,000," she said.

Debbie immediately replied, "I’m sorry, I want $30,000 for the job."

She could hear the woman lighting another cigarette. "I’ll give you $25,000 if you torture him before you Do it."

Debbie thought a minute as she stubbed out her cigarette and lit another and calmly replied, "I guess part of your motive is the life insurance, but have you thought of what you could get out of your theft and fire insurance policy?"

There was a long pause as Debbie could hear the woman opening a drawer. She assumed that she was looking at that policy closely. Then the woman responded, "you know that would pay handsomely. So I assume from your questions that you would also torch the house before leaving?"

Debbie tapped the ash from her cigarette and spoke in a calm voice, "precisely, and I would be happy to torture him, as you requested, before I kill him. I’ll then agree to the $25,000, if you also agree to let me have whatever is in the safe including jewelry. By the way do you want him to know that you are paying me to kill him or better yet, if you have a secure number, I could call you and let you either talk with him before I shoot him or you could even listen in as I fire the silenced gun?"

The woman exhaled and laughed, "I like your style, Smoky, yeah, I agree to the terms. Go ahead and torch the place and it would be a turn-on to talk with my poor dear husband before you snuff him, but I’ll need to get back with you and see if there is some way I can make that contact and not jeopardize my alibi. I’ll leave a key and other useful information in a storage locker at the train station. I’ll then call you with the information on how to pick up that key. Remember, it’s got to be done early next Wednesday morning."

Debbie smiled to herself happy with the arrangements and inhaled then blowing a creamy plume of smoke into the phone as she spoke, "I look forward to getting the information. Believe me, honey, you’ll get your monies worth and be a very happy and rich widow!"

The woman in a satisfied tone replied, "I can’t wait until Wednesday. Good Hunting!"

Debbie giggled, "frankly I can’t wait either! Talk with you later." And hung up.

Putting her cigarette down in the ashtray she said to herself, "now for those important accessories" as she removed a chrome-plated 9mm from her secret compartment along with a silencer and loaded it and chambered a round. Grabbing a rather large black bag, thinking "I’ll need this for the items in the safe."

Pointing at the mirror she could see her image and she thought, "I’m getting excited just thinking about it!"

As she pretended to squeeze off a round, she laughed to herself, "I’m one dangerous bitch and I’m ready to make some big money!"

Debbie moved into the room and took her automatic from the bag draped over her shoulder thinking, "such a shame to wake the poor bastard from his sound sleep, but he’ll be sleeping permanently soon!"

She then removed a VS120 from its case placing it between her wet ruby lips and climbed onto the bed and straddled him, pointing the flashlight in his face and letting the cold silencer touch his cheek and whispered in a seductive tone with the unlit cigarette dangling from her lips, "wake up Ronnie, I’m a gift from your wife!"

Startled he said in a sleepy voice, "what did you say. Who are you and what do you want?

Just as he said this, he saw a flash of light as Debbie lit the cigarette held in her lips and giggled, "I said honey, your wife sent me to… shall we say…..to put you to sleep PERMANENTLY!!"

Before he could respond with the one gloved hand she covered his nose and mouth while the other held the gun which was pressed hard against his chest. "Don’t fight it honey. Go back to sleep now and when you wake I’ll have a surprise for You!"

She answered in an apprehensive tone. "Is everything under control?"

"Couldn’t be better" Debbie responded retrieving the cigarette from the ashtray. Taking a deep drag then exhaling, she said, "I’ve got him restrained and he should awake soon. After you have a chance to talk to him, I’ll take him over by the safe where I’ll finish the job. By the way give me the combination and where it is so I can empty it before I torch your beautiful home."

A relieved Kellie lighting a cigarette laughed, "yeah, it is beautiful but with the insurance money I’ll be able to build a nicer one. Oh, the combination is 4r, 18l, 33r, and the safe is located behind the large picture on the far wall."

"Good." Debbie responded as she walked over to the picture removed it and tried the combination. It opened revealing papers, jewelry, cash, and some bearer bonds. "Not bad" she exclaimed as she emptied everything valuable into her black bag and throwing the other papers on the floor.

Speaking to Kellie, she said, "I’ve emptied the safe. Thanks for all the extra goodies! Now I think its time for me to make you a rich widow!!"

Kellie exhaled and said, "I’m getting wet with anticipation. Let me say a few words to him, and thank him for making this all possible!"

Walking back to the bed, she stubbed out her cigarette as she looked at him as his eyes reopened. In a seductive voice she said, "wake up sleepy! I told you that I’d have a surprise for you. Your wife wants to say hello!" Debbie laughed as she undid his wrist restraints after lighting another cigarette and gave him the phone while continuing to point the gun at him.

Kellie spoke, "Ron, you’re such a sucker, I can’t tell you how much I’ve been looking forward to this! Now I’ll have your money all to myself without having to put up with your sorry ass! I’m sitting here in my sexiest outfit, smoking and fondling myself, waiting to hear the muffled sound of the gun fired by a beautiful hitwoman. Doesn’t that kinky to you. You didn’t know I had it in me, but now you’ll be shall we say… you’ll be out of my hair permanently!"

In a startled and shocked voice he said, "I can’t believe that I’m hearing you say this!! I thought that you loved me."

Kellie giggled, "the only thing that I loved was your MONEY and now it will be All mine!

" NO! NO! Don’t say that! I love you please… please!!", he screamed.

Grabbing the phone from him and placing it on the bed stand Debbie shoved the gun into his side and said, "enough of this lover’s spat! Listen to me carefully ,baby, roll over on your stomach and put your hands behind your back, Now!"

He just laid there partly in fear. "Maybe this will convince you!" as she stubbed her cigarette out on his chest.

Picking up the phone on the bed stand, she spoke to Kellie and said, "enjoying this so far? You know I almost forgot until used my cigarette on him that part of the contract was to torture him. Do you still want more?"

Kellie had been listening intently laughed as she lit another cigarette. "you know this is the best $25,000 I’ve ever spent. You ARE good at this!! Yea, maybe several more times before you finish him."

Debbie getting wet with excitement herself turned to him with an evil smile on her face and said as she fired up another cigarette. "Now that I’ve got your attention, be a good boy Ronnie, and roll back over on your back."

Debbie laughed, " that was compliments of your wife honey! Opps", as she deliberately dropped the newly lit cigarette on his chest.

He again screamed from the pain and she let it lay there a moment before nonchalantly picking it up and placing it between her lips.

"Now wasn’t that fun, baby!"’ As she giggled with the dangling cigarette held between her lips. " Well enough of this fun, it’s time for me to earn more money."

As she removed the ankle restraints as she blew out another plume of smoke saying in a sinister and cold voice,. "Get on your feet, Ronnie, and walk over by the safe ."

She followed behind him prodding him with the silenced barrel touching his back, "That’s a good boy, now on your knees!" she commanded as she pushed on his shoulders.

Realizing what was going to happen, he began to plead for his life saying, "please, please don’t do this! I’ll give you anything!!!"

Debbie laughed and leaving the cigarette dangle from her lips laughed, "I’m tired of hearing you beg, here’s something for you to suck on!!" as she shoved the silenced barrel into his mouth.

He continued to struggle. " Well enough of this", holding his head as still as possible with no remorse she calmly squeezed the trigger. Pfft

Simultaneously the gun jumped in her hand, his head shook violently from the impact, and he fell back on the floor. Debbie smiled at him laying there and she giggled and said, "now that was special! Didn’t anyone teach you not to try to speak with your mouth full!!"

A warm glow filled her body as she stood over him and fired three more times into his chest Pfft, Pfft, Pfft. Each round made his body jump like a marionette. The room filled with the smell of cordite mixed with cigarette smoke.

Noticing it, Debbie thought, "that’s the wonderful smell of MONEY!!!!" Debbie walked back to bed and picked up the phone in a calm collected voice said,, "did you hear everything? Congratulations! You’ll soon be coming into a large inheritance. Your husband is… so to speak… no longer with us!!"

Kellie responded almost out of breath, "Yeah, everything! I almost had an orgasm listening. It was purrfect!!! You are the BEST!! If I ever have the opportunity, I’d give you my highest recommendation!"

While listening, Debbie removed the restraints from the body and gathered up her cigarette butts and put the still warm silver-plated 9mm in her bag. She slipped the mask over her head again covering her face and then responded, "I’m glad you’re so pleased. That’s what I like to hear. I want my customer to be satisfied! But I also now want the $25,000 in my account by tomorrow as agreed."

Kellie responded, "Don’t worry, it’ll be there. I’d have paid double if I knew what kind of job you would do!! It’s more than worth it!!"

Debbie looking over the room satisfied that nothing was left that could possibly incriminate her if it did not burn said, "Good, I’m going into the garage and look for something flammable like gasoline. Then I’ll torch the house and disappear into the dark night. Just remember, anyone else interested in such services , tell them to ask for ‘Smoky’!

"You can be assured I will!! Goodbye" and she hung up.

Debbie tossed the cell phone in the bag and left the bedroom going downstairs and into the garage. She spotted a can of gasoline in the corner. "Excellent! This will do quite well."

Picking it up, she returned to the bedroom, pouring the gasoline over the body and bed and then pouring a path down the hallway and down the stairs. At the foot of the stairs, she stepped back and lit a cigarette. Taking one deep drag, she tossed it back toward the stairs which instantly ignited and the flames raced up the stairs toward the bedroom and the body. With a real sense of satisfaction she thought to herself, "That should do the JOB!"

Holding it in her black gloved hand and feeling the soft fur of her coat, she spoke out loud. "Now That was a real turn-on!"

Experiencing a wetness between her thighs, with her other gloved hand rubbed her coat against her cheek and thought, This job should make Smoky a very hot quantity!! And I’ll become a very wealthy professional hitwoman. Now this is the LIFE!!"