Mission Initiation: 11-15-2020
Target: Curtis Strong
Crime: Human Trafficking
Location: Las Vegas, NV
Ticket: $100,000
Wanted: Dead or Alive
Agent: S. Jackson
ASSIGNMENT: Infiltrate and disable a high-ranking drug lord operating in hostile territories responsible for global human trafficking. C. Strong visits the Bellagio Hotel & Casino in Las Vegas, NV every 2nd Friday, checks in under one of his employee’s names per visit, requests the same four suites and 10 pre-screened call-girls for confidentiality. C. Strong travels with (5) security guards and (3) associates, all with military and law enforcement training.
His death gave fuel to Jackson’s desire
He was nothing like her kills prior
Nothing invigorated her more, although one can conspire
Murder by wire elevated her even higher
Allow me to set the scene where everyone is a buyer
From the strip to the strips, the night never tires
Hoes selling to the choir but giving their labor to the supplier
Congregations secretly betraying their religion, acts burning in future hell fires
It was the perfect night for a deadly bliss
She picked the right fit for that shit, strolled in the casino looking like that bitch
I read up on his type, we knew she was the right fit
Didn’t take long to catch his eye, no need for wits
He pulled her to the back tryna mack
I peeped the scene to strategize the right tact
The more he touched on her the more I wanted to slice his back
But Jackson’s patient . . . so we waited for all of that
The Waiting Game is my favorite foreplay
The many ways she can end him kept flashing across his face
Should she do it swiftly with no room for grace?
Or should she take her time, giving him a chance to brace?
More than 5,000 women and children he had in custody
I wish he had more than 5,000 souls so I could take them all comfortably
Pop up at the funeral like a side chick just to read his eulogy
With all smiles because we took him from his family
He took her up on the elevator, the killer in her elevating
I told her to get in and out, but now I’m contemplating
He doesn’t deserve a quick death, I wanted to keep Lucifer waiting
This soul was hers to devour, after I’m celebrating
High-rises housing high rollers
Rising crime lords pressing plays like controllers
He was an anxious one, wanted Jackson right by the door
So adorable, he thought she was there to be his whore
Sick bastard done mastered being a human trafficker
Plastered with power to become the street’s pastor
His death would stop the disaster
Thinking of slicing his throat made me cum faster
How sick am I to think of a target like this
Thinking should she kill him now or let him finish
He’d never know how his death will turn me on
Before I can tell him, he’ll be gone
One of his victims walked in during climax
She’s who we’re there for, alone looking helpless
He told her she’s next, that was my cue to extract
With one motion of a hairpin, Jackson swiped his neck like an AMEX
What an orgasm to feel, the thrill of a kill
Heavenly when it’s deserved at will
My satisfaction comes from their bodies being still
No longer able to hurt his victims, I turned the wheel
Curtis Strong no longer breathes
Operation Iron Falcon Complete
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