Are you yet to plan an attack?

The next day,

Standing in front of the mirror as I stared at my bruised body, all thanks to Mabel that would come each day to dress them. If not for Keith, I picked up my phone and dialled Keith's number.

"Keith, are you prepared?" I asked immediately Keith received the call, he was silent for a while. I could easily guess that he was surprised that I had his number and even called him.

"What do you want Grey?" He asked. "And how did you even get my number?!" He quickly asked.

"How did I get your number?" I mimicked and laughed a dry laugh. I had gotten Keith's number from the informant we had captured the other day. "Did you receive the gift I sent to you?" 'the gift' I sent to Keith was actually his informant's dead body.

"Yes I did" he replied and laughed. "Get ready to receive your own gift, Lord Grey" when he called me by my title I could sense he was trying hard to threaten me but I am not a fool to fall into his trap.

"Really Keith? You have a gift for me?" I asked sounding sa