Aidan “Liulang Gou” Martin
Gou slowly but diligently cleaned the components of his Glock 19 while half watching the program on the television in front of him. Something about tiny rodents in Africa. He sat on the couch, leaning forward over the short coffee table in front of him that his disassembled firearm lay on. Besides the gun parts he was cleaning, on the table sat bullets to be loaded and a small laptop that showed a camera feed of the hallway outside. The volume on the television was just loud enough to drown out the raunchy noises coming from the room across the hall. Part of the job of a loyal dog was to respect the privacy of it’s boss. Even if boss didn’t ever mind, or in this case may hope for her privacy to be invaded.
As Gou finished the cleaning, he reassembled the firearm and began loading, one by one, the magazine with the bullets that had been sitting on the table. The whole time keeping one eye on the computer screen that displayed the feed from the hallway. As he finished loading the magazine, he inserted it into the gun. Aimed down the sights, loaded a bullet into the chamber, and aimed down the sights once again. Then he ejected the magazine from the gun and the round from the chamber. He picked up the bullet from the floor and loaded it back into the magazine and the magazine back into the gun. He finished by setting the gun on the table. Before laying down on the couch, he set the alarm to his Boss’s room on the laptop. Then he drifted into a light and dreamless sleep.
At the sound of his phone ringing, Gou’s eyes flicked open and he quickly picked it up. He listened without saying anything as his boss went through her regular routine. At first things like this had… confused him, but now he was long since used to it. He waited patiently for her to announce what she really wanted. It came quickly after the regular teasing. Pickup for breakfast. Then just as abruptly as she had started, she hung up the phone. Promptly, he called another cult member on the phone and ordered a car be brought to the front of the building. Then he sat down the phone and quickly got to work.
After a quick cold shower, he changed into some fresh clothes. Jeans, a tan undershirt and a jacket which he left unzipped as usual. He donned his weapons in the usual place, the throwing knives two above each ankle and his gun holstered just above his pant‘s at his lower back. On his way out, he turned off the alarm and grabbed his phone.
As he opened the door to his Boss’s room, he felt his phone buzz. He pulled it out and glanced down to find a text telling him the car was ready.
“Car’s ready to go.” He called out into the room, hoping to hear a response from the door. “Are your ready?” He had learned quite a while ago to wait at the door for his boss. If he happened to catch her before she was ready, she often got… frisky.
He waited for a few moments for a response, but didn’t hear one. Now knowing it wasn’t going to be easy this morning, he entered the room. He quickly saw that she wasn’t in the bedroom, though there were the two men still sleeping in her bed. He quickly checked the bathroom, but it was empty also. Moving quickly back into the room, he was about to begin integrating the sleeping men when noticed the open window. His mind quickly put together what had happened, as it wasn’t the first time. He jolted out into the hallway.
As Gou bounded down the stairs, he also dialed his phone.
“Hey, wha-” The man on the other end answered but was cut off.
“She’s climbed out her window. Get to the alley.” He ordered as he leaped nearly a full flight of steps.
“What?! But you’re like 6 stor-”. The man was cut off as Gou turned off the phone, stuffed it in his pocket, and vaulted the center railing. He only had a few flights to go.
A few moments later he arrived in the alley, skidding to a stop from his open sprint. The car wasn’t there yet. He looked up, searching for his Boss. Squinting through the dim light of the early morning.