Chapter 3

Once I got back into town I recieved a call from Mr. Marrieotti.

“Yes Mr. Marrieotti, the body has been disposed of appropriately. He will never see a subpoena.”

“ Good Ms. Snow, I am glad we are on the same page. Thank you for getting it done in a timely manner as always.”

One of the reasons that I am the most prolific contract killer is because I am a woman.

I was in Special ops Marine Corps when I met my commanding officer Robins. He’d become like a brother to me. In fact, he was the only family I had. So when he asked if I would be the God- Mother to little Johnathan I didn’t hesitate before saying yes.

The only thing I regret is not finding out sooner who had put the hit out on him and his family.

It still haunts me to this day.

When I found out that Tony Lombartti was the one who put the hit on him, I took 5 years to climb the trusted ladder to be his second, to which I ended in his bed. I went through hench man after hench man, using my social status as Special Ops to pave my way.

Tony couldn’t help himself, I am medium height, 5’4’, hourglass figure, brown skin with waist length wavy hair, and eyes that can stab daggers into your soul. To them I was an exotic figure with a hidden past no one could search through.

It wasn’t until year 6 right as I thought I had Tony under my finger when I myself, had received those fingers… The weekend during one of my hired hits, I had set up a meet at a secluded house to see my god son and sister. I was sure my tracks were covered, but somewhere I missed a step and I led them straight to the only family I had left.

Tony never let up, I was sure my cover was blown, but nothing ever changed. I was still in the same meetings, even the secret ones that I should never have been a part of. As time went on I knew I needed to fast track my plans. One by one I took each family member out, drowning, cut brake lines, fishing accidents, my favorite was making them eat one of their family members in a dinner I personally cooked for the remainder during a family viewing after a funeral. Their cousin Joey had been staring at me, as if he’d seen who I really was, what I was really doing there.. Like he had known something I didn’t know. I didn’t like that.

After I slipped Tony some good ol’ sleeping medication, I snuck out of the room and asked Joey to go on a walk with me. To which I proceeded to put a bullet in the back of his head as he had stupidly enough walked in front of me. I chopped him up into 15 pieces, each piece smaller than the last. Easy enough for me to pull out the bones within the chopped pieces, I put each and every one of them though the industrial meat grinder the Lombarttis prided themselves on. I made Hamburgers, Sausage, hot dogs, meatballs, hell I even ground some up with flour and made beef nuggets. I had just killed Sissy, Tony’s twin sister, I used her Make-up as my path way. I had been slowly poisoning her with her own stuff. She never knew what was hitting her. I had offered to cook for the family as they had left the funeral home to go to the gravesite and got busy. I made meat loafs, Hamburgers all of it. You name it. The remainder of the family, all 3 of them couldn’t help but compliment my cooking, all the while being the only 3 left. I had over 5 years systematically taken each family member out while none the wiser.

Tony had been so deep in grief he never saw what had been coming.

Once it was just him and me with the other two toasting up nicely in my local crematorium. I watched as he ate the last of his cousin, sipping on the rat poison I mixed into his wine that had hints of Antifreeze. Antifreeze I had slowly begun to give him over the course of 3 weeks. His body slowly started to work against him. He was losing control over his body. Hell he couldn’t even keep it up.

I couldn't, wouldn't keep looking at his face, the sight of him had always been disgusting. It was time to finish this.

It was when I started laughing manically that he looked up from his plate.

“ Allison, what’s so funny? Did I miss something?”

“ Hahaha, you haven’t noticed, have you? You are the only member of the Lombartti family, you have been so out of your mind you have fired all of your guards because you thought one of them was collectively killing off your family by another head family’s order. Now!?!? BWHAHAHA you and ONLY you are eating Joey, while I sit here with my chicken salad.”

Tony’s reaction seemed slow at first, I watched as his face crashed with many different shades, shades I didn’t even know his face was capable of making. It was like watching someone age in front of you, the years flashing by as if it was a tape you could press forward on. I was straight hysterical.

“ You see Tony, I know the story about Sissy. I was there. I watched as she wore the short slutty red dress that wouldn’t cover her ass no matter how she walked, sat, or bent over. She walked straight up to Ethan Robins and rubbed her skank ass all over him. I watched as she tried to kiss him over and over again and he had told her no and politely let her down each time. Ethan had called a cab to even get her home. She was so drunk. The thing is, Ethan had been re-telling me the story of the day he met Rebbecca at the airport waiting to pick me up. Ethan saw her and was head over heels for her. He was just telling me how he had planned to ask her out on a date, that day, but didn't think he'd ever he'd ever see her again. So when Sissy came to him and wouldn’t take no for an answer, she made a scene. Then she came home to you. It took you 4 years after that to figure out who he was since he was military and always overseas. He would only come home for brief moments for special holidays, over which he and Rebecca got closer, they got married and eventually got pregnant and had a baby. You see we had just left the hospital when your hitmen lit his house up like the fourth of July. While I watched my brother bleed out in my arms, and ask me to protect the remainder of his family, you were slowly taking them away from me.

You fucked up when you sent me their fingers… I still haven’t found what you did with their bodies… For fucks sake Tony you KILLED A CHILD!!! A CHILD!!!”

I let my words simmer with him long enough to watch the many years go by realization hitting, each month, holiday, year, every time I got closer, my calculated steps, the family around him dropping like flies. His face changed so many colors, purple, blue, reds, and green. It was like he couldn’t tell if he wants to be angry first, throw up, or just sit in his shock.

“ Allison…. I.. I…”

“ Save it Tony. Finish your meal, because baby it’s your last.”

I watched as all of it started to get him, I watched and ate. I drank up my red wine and watched him plummet to the ground throwing up and grabbing at whatever his hands could find until they couldn't reach and grab at anything anymore.

" Such a slow acting move, I would have done it quicker, but it wouldn't have given Rebbecca and Johnathan any justice!"