Chapter 157: Date Night Gone Wrong
The controversy of Alex’s statements on the Jack Logan Experience had a much larger effect than anyone could anticipate. And in a way, it had truly kick-started the beginning of the US Parallel Economy, with small companies coming out in support of the anti-woke crowd, while the major corporations slaved away for that ESG money from trillion dollar asset managers.
But none of this actually mattered to Alex. He simply had become an icon overnight. Hated by those on the left, and beloved on those on the right for the exact same reasons. Which, again, Alex did not care about. Instead, he was focused on his own life. Thus, after driving up to Reno and shooting a few commercials for his new sponsor, Alex began to relax with his home life.
It was beginning to dawn on Alex that Amahle’s time for departure was nearing. Soon enough, she would be going down to Mexico to work for what Alex could only guess were the Cartels. And thus, he wanted to earn some extra points with the woman while he still could.
With this in mind, Alex drove to his mansion, that Amahle was currently staying at, and hugged the girl as if they were long-time friends. The woman, however, wasn’t interested in such flirtations, and instead pushed Alex aside while she spoke about his fight.
“I have to say... I watched your fight, and the way you just played with that wrestler surprised me. I didn’t know that your takedown defense was that good. Yet you stuffed every takedown the man attempted and knocked him out on his feet within the first round. Your unarmed combat skills sure are impressive...”
Alex simply smirked when he heard this and thanked the woman for her compliments. He did not want to boast too much about his own abilities, as he knew that Amahle was not the type to fall for such boisterous behavior.
“Thanks, coming from you, that actually means a lot. So I was thinking, since you will be going down to Mexico for God knows how long, I thought that maybe we should go out and have some fun before then. Think of it as one last hurrah.”
Amahle’s brow raised slightly as she heard this request, before a smirk appeared on her pretty face. Alex swore this was the first time he had actually seen the woman smile since meeting her.
“Oh really? You thought we could have some fun? Like what exactly?”
Alex scoffed when he heard this before pointing out to the backyard of his mansion, which had a small dock that contained a wake boat within it.
“Like why don’t we go out to lake Las Vegas and have some fun? When was the last time you went wake boarding? And don’t say never!”
The ebony beauty scoffed when she heard this, before confirming that she had indeed never gone wake boarding before.
“I have never tried it... What don’t look at me like that? I’m from South Africa, and I’m a goddamn assassin. You think I have time for frivolous activities like wake boarding?”
Alex chuckled when he heard this and shook his head before grabbing hold of Amahle’s hand and leading her upstairs to get changed.
“That’s it, we’re going wake boarding. I believe I have a wetsuit that will fit you upstairs. Come on, let’s get dressed!”
“Your guess is as good as mine. Though if this is related to my current contract, we’re probably dealing with Sicarios from CJNG... Which means this gunman is not alone...”
And just as expected, two men armed with light machine guns popped exited from a van that was in the parking lot, and began firing at Alex’s car. Knowing that they were in a seriously bad spot, Alex took a deep breath to calm his nerves, where he took aim from behind cover, and fired three shots straight towards the first of the two men with the light machine guns.
In less than two seconds, Alex had fired three shots. Two to the chest, and one to the head. And though the Sicario was wearing body armor which protected him from the 9mm +P hollow point projectiles. The shot to the head did him in.
Alex then ducked behind the car again, narrowly avoiding the sniper fire, before taking advantage of the time between the man’s reloads, to fire another three shots at the other light machine gunner. All three of which were aimed at the head. With two of his shots hitting his target, killing the man on the spot.
Once More Alex ducked behind cover for a sniper shot to miss him. By now he had timed the reload speed of his opponent, and how quickly he could rack the bolt. It was fast, but not fast enough, and thus, Alex immediately sprinted to another nearby car.
Alex then screamed at Amahle to cover him, who began to fire three shots towards the window where the sniper was hiding, while Alex used the time, Amahle had given him to storm through the parking lot until he had reached the building where the sniper was located.
Alex kicked down the door and stormed through the building as he made his way to the room where the sniper was. Who by now had lost track of Alex’s location. Knowing that the would be assassin was no doubt waiting for him in the room, most likely behind the door. Alex played a dirty trick, as he lock picked the door to the room next to where his opponent was hiding. Before pointing his gun towards the wall and firing five shots through it.
The sound of a body collapsing against the door gave Alex enough confidence to kick down the door to the room, where he found that he had guessed correctly, and riddled the would be assassin full of bullet holes.
Knowing that his car was fucked, and police were on the way, Alex had to think of a way to get out of this situation, and fast. But first he had to check on Amahle, thus he walked down to the parking lot, where he spotted the ebony beauty still hiding behind cover.
Once she realized that Alex was still alive, and unharmed no less, she broke out into a smile and nodded her head in approval of the man’s skills.
[Amahle is impressed with your combat skills!]
[Amahle is thankful that you saved her life!]
[+10 Affection from Amahle!]
[+10 Affection from Amahle!]
[Amahle’s Affection: 70/100]
Alex smirked when he saw this and returned Amahle’s nod with one of his own. Now the only thing these two needed was a way to get out of this mess. And thus, Alex reluctantly pulled out his phone and called his mother so that she could clean up the aftermath of his most recent mess.