Making sure no one was in sight, I made my way further to look for somewhere to setup, I had
to stay hidden, couldn't afford to be seen. This mission meant a lot to me, I couldn't fuck it up.I was sneaking around like a crazy ninja when I heard a sound, quickly, I hid behind a pillar withheld breath as one of the staff passed with clean sheets neatly folded on her hands. Releasingthe breath I was holding I continue on my way...I had to hurry up because soon people wouldstart showing up for the ball. After searching for fifteen more minutes I decided that the safest place where I wouldn't be seenis somewhere above, so with that in mind i began the climb back into the ceiling....successfullyclimbing up, I situated myself where i could see everything from my position. From where I was,I could see the stage clearly and by the time people start flocking in, I'll be able to spot anyonefrom here. Just perfect.Setting my gun and putting the silencer. I plug in my earphones because i needed to stillcommunicate with the don and other men involved on the mission.Soon enough the hall started to flock with people, you could see how sophisticated and richeverybody looked. The women with their expensive dresses and the men with their suits thatscreamed money. From my view here I could see some women giving flirty looks to themen…..well, gathering like this are where woman catch the big fishes.Some men are so disgusting, even with a woman on their arm they were still checking out otherwomen. It wouldn't surprise me that they bring different women here every year, I wouldn't put itpast this Mafia men."Boss...boss"I was snapped out of my thought from Gabriel's attention being called for throughthe earphones I was wearing. "Target has arrived" said the voice..."already in position" I replied.Very quickly the hall was filled, now i see why this hall was picked, there are so many people.This hall currently held the most dangerous men in the world. The cops problems would besolved if this hall supposedly blows up...bringing down these deadly men with it. I could feel thetension in the room from my position here….it felt like everybody wanted to cut each othersthroat, like they'd rather be spilling blood and drinking it rather than wining and dinning withpeople they'd rather kill...dark atmosphere.Damn..It was getting really hot stuck in here, couldn't wait to be done with this...the moment theidiot is down I'll be out of here, then I'll have a nice bath in a fancy hotel because basically I can'tgo home, told daddy dearest I'll be spending the night at a friends house....I've had one hell of aday.A pretty looking lady all dolled up climbed up the stage to do some introductions...welcomingeverybody for coming and mention some names. When the name of the man i was supposedlyaimed at killing was mentioned, my heart did a little kick...like damn am doing it, am gonna shotsomeone.After the introduction and all that, it looked like everybody was getting to know eachother...actually from an onlooker it would seem like business men casually discussing business.But I knew better. These men are anything but friends. If there was a super power that showspeople's true nature am sure most of them would be carrying horns and tails, because I knowbehind that fine tailored suit lies dangerous devils that if their fake facade is removed people willrun for the hills.Once again, a man about my father's age climbed up the stage with a wine glass in hand...thiswas getting boring, it's taking longer than I thought it would... I've been waiting for the go aheadsign since but nothing yet, I just couldn't stand these people anymore can they be any fasterwith whatever they're doing so I can get the hell out of here. The man raises his glass aseveryone followed suit, making a toast to further success and more alliance.Shit this old dude should come for slaughter already...It beginning to annoy me, this is why amnever interested in attending all these meaningless gatherings, parties like this, they bore me todeath.Suddenly I heard the name I've been waiting for...."Introducing tonight's host; Mr Dante Lorenzo"said the voice and at that moment I kicked into action, I was super hyper, I think my heart beatkind of increased.At the mention of that name it felt like everything stopped, the place became dead quiet, thisdude must be powerful to bring such reaction from people, am sure it has something to do withhis age, he must have been the don for a very long time, that why people are scared of him."Gabriel do you copy"....I heard from the earphones I had on. "Yes, copy that"..I replied. I justcouldn't wait to see this guy...I don't know what he did to my dad, but that's for another time, myguess which am sure is very correct is that perhaps, he must have been in my dad's way in theirline of business... lemme say a rival...so for my dad's peace of mind he has to eliminate him.Good thing he has a willing volunteer like me for the job.Being the good and loving daughter, I took it upon myself to make sure it's stress free and thisguy gets six feet under, probably seven...I couldn't help but smirk at the thought."Boss, target making his way to the stage...do you copy"....."copy that" I replied. Damn I wasturning into a bad girl or rather am a bad girl, because I don't think any good girl would gladlyrob somebody of their mission of killing someone. So am far from a good girl, left that stage themoment I thought of drugging Gabriel.Coming down from my distracting stupid thoughts...now is not the time to be lost in my thoughts,not when I have a dangerous mafia don to end. So focusing back on the mission I look backdown as I see two men ascend the stage, both seem to be young and well built. So the old manis scared and has to make his precious bodyguards go up first...but as it is, nothing can savehim from me.Looking closely at the two men, they seem to be very fine young men, the one with black hairespecially, his face is so hard and I wonder why he has a frown on his face... maybe like me hedoesn't want to be here, but he has to baby sit grandpa...I couldn't help but snicker silently. Bythe way where is the don, did he finally smell dead and decided to flee?All of a sudden, one of the guys stepped forward towards the podium and at the same time Iheard through the earphones..." target in position, ready to fire"....and like it was all staged Iheard the man on the stage say in a gruff voice "good evening ladies and gentlemen, I amDante Lorenzo"WHAT!! At that moment I froze. This can't be happening, he was supposed to be Old...I picturedhim with the grey hair and everything not this Greek god standing there, am supposed to shothim not ogle him. What could make my father have problems with this man...did my little birdieforgot something out.I was once again reminded to position my gun to get ready to fire at the given time. That alonebrought me back to why I was here. I couldn't let some pretty boy ruin this for me, think of liveshe has taken, all the evil he has done....I used that to prep talk myself.I've worked so hard for this, I remember everytime I ask my dad to join the team and him tellingme I have no place in it. With that in mind, I made up my mind."Prepare to fire" said the voice again and then finally I heard the long awaiting "Go ahead""Fire"I Am very sure I misheard him, did he say fire or fly high because I am sure I heard fly high andnot fire. You got to be kidding me."Boss what are you waiting for...fire before we miss the chance and it get hard to get him" thatannoying voice said again. What is wrong with me? I came here for that right why am I wasting time...I have to set mypriorities straight and right now it to blow the mother fuckers head. With that in mind, Irepositioned the gun back to my beloved target.You can do this...it easy just hold the gun, aim correctly at your target, make sure your aim isright, just close your eyes... Wait what close my eyes...yes eyes closed, hold the trigger and...pull it, pull it you pig head...pull the trigger and fire! I did it! I pulled the damn trigger, that wasn't so hard was it?.... Only when I opened my eyes and looked down did I realize the body I expected to be downwasn't down but was rather hovering over the man that stood next to him few minutes ago....WHAT T
I successfully jumped down, quickly cutting the rope, I picked my bag that fell off me while I landed unceremoniously. I was about to make a run for it when I heard a voice say "hey you stop right there"....I didn't have the energy for a repeat of what happened inside some minutes ago, so before even thinking I shot him. She how shooting people seem easy for me now, I wish it was the case when I was meant to hit the main target. Knowing that one of the obstacle to my escape is down, I continue on my way...my lucky star was working because this side of the building happened to be very dark. Making my way quickly and as quietly as I could, it seems that quickly and quietly has been my way today, what a life. Looking left and right with my breath held, I noticed few men just in the distance, I had to hurry up. Changing quickly from the outfit I was wearing to regular jeans and top, I put the cloth in my bag and made my way out...I held my bag then continue forward, for someone who is in
I jerked awake breathing heavily as I looked to my left and right releasing I was still in the airplane. That had to be the most horrible dream I've had. It felt so real, like I was really in a cell with someone telling how he'll soon find me. Breathing out a sigh of relief, I put my head between my hands, I just couldn't explain how relieved I am that it was just a nightmare. Leaning my head back on the chair, I let a breath through my mouth. After few more hours of flying, we finally made it to London. I had to pick London for a reason and besides I was catching another flight early next morning. I knew soon enough my dad would realize what I did and would have a search party looking for me, so my save route is to come to London, then rest for the night, tomorrow morning I'll be on my way to a different country. A lot of people knew me in NewYork airport, it would take just a few calls to find me. I couldn't risk that. I went to take my bag and complete the other necessary thing
Somewhere In The Santiago's Mansion...."So you're telling me my daughter, drugged you, stripped you of your phone and guns, had you chained, robbed you of the job I specifically gave you, all by herself and you stand in front of me to tell me you are sorry, I give you one simple job and you come up with this shit story of my daughter, can you even hear yourself, what were you fucking doing with my daughter?" Don Santiago boomed in anger, he was beyond angry, if it were any other person that was standing in front of him telling him this shit story, that person would be long dead.He didn't want to believe all he was hearing, his daughter was too innocent to think of something like that, could it be that Gabriel messed up the job then hurt his daughter just to put all the blames on her.He was sure Gabriel wouldn't dare, but at this moment he didn't know what he was sure of, first his daughter was missing with no trace of her, it's either she ran away or she was hurt. He couldn't think
I didn't know how I was going to face the Don, how do I face him to tell him his own daughter was in London now hidden away somewhere we do not know.I decided that before I at least face the Don and maybe not make it out alive, I needed to know how Cara knew about absolutely everything we were planning, at least I'll die knowing I wasn't the only one that was played.With that in mind, I made my way to my room. As I got inside I made sure to lock the door, I didn't want to be disturbed. I took out the keys from the box as I opened the drawer where I kept the laptop, taking it out, I put it on as I again wait for it boot, it came up again with an indication showing I had to unlock with a code, now I needed to think of what possible password Cara could use. I would have given it to one of the computer freaks we had working with us, it wouldn't take them time to break what ever wall she had put up. But I didn't know how the Don would take it with me snooping around his daughter's room.
Don Dante LorenzoI am a hundred percent sure that that bullet was meant for me and not Marcus, he just happened to be at the wrong spot and at the wrong time, it was obvious, I know a lot of people know how I value my right hand man, he is a brother to me, hitting him is like hitting me, but am no weakling, I don't cry, I don't feel pain, it's not for me, but that night I felt it, the pain of losing someone dear to you, that kind of pain.He had always stood by my side, but now I stand alone, for him I will get justice, that shooter aimed at the wrong person, and signed his own death, I will make sure I get to the root of this, even if it's the last thing I do. I am not called ruthless for nothing, I am not feared for just my name, many people who have suffered my punishment and lived to tell the tale know what am capable of.So for Marcus life, I'll take a thousanduntil I get the justice he deserves.I made my way to the dungeon because I had unfinished business to deal with, someb
It been two days since I ran away from New York. Since then it felt like I've been watched continuously, you know that feeling of having someone's eyes on you but when you turn around you find absolutely no one, it has been like that, I know there is a possibility I'll be caught one day, but I don't intend to make it soon. I will make sure that I frustrate them before they can ever find me and I'll do it all by myself.I know I was being too paranoid, I didn't even know if they've found out who was behind everything that happened that night, I have just been living on the maybe, maybe not idea.At one point I was beginning to wonder if maybe I would have killed Gabriel and let him die with my secret, but as soon as that thought came I wiped it away from my mind, I knew that killing him wouldn't do any good, after all nothing can stay behind forever, I'll just live with guilt and more years of hidden secrets.I've been staying in a hotel I found in Sydney, It not the kind of life am use
Just because I said I needed a cheap place to stay didn't mean I wanted to stay in a rundown house with a leaking roof and a street full of crazy drunk men, there's no way anyone is going to reduce me to that.I found a few houses online so I decided to pick a house agent and so far he hasn't done a good job of finding a place for me to stay.I was already exhausted after all the house hunting I just wanted to rest for today, but my agent assured me that we still had one more place to check before we called it a day, he was sure I was going to like the place.I would have argued with him but I didn't have the energy for that instead I followed him as we drove to our next location, reaching there I looked around and found the place a lot better than the previous ones we've checked, only from the environment I already liked it, he was correct when he said I'll like it.He led the way as I followed closely behind him, the place was just perfect, it didn't look anything expensive, didn't