Chapter 1

She walked inside the uninhabited loft which she had carefully chosen. Dressed in a skinny jeans with a high neck fitting T-shirt sticking to her one could outline spot her perfect and voluptuous curves which easily made a man sweep off his feet and she wasn't oblivious to the fact but she rather use her blade instead of looks to kill. She carefully observed the place again which she had already memorized in the past days but nevertheless gazed around to check the set up. She took out the rifle from its case and set it up. Smoothly she held the movable glass pane of the window up careful enough not to make any contact with barrel to leave any spot. She adjusted the armament over the stand she had earlier placed and positioned herself near the optical aiming device to get a clear view of her target. She used the binocular to check over the mark she has put over the location which was the common blind spot of the traffic cams that were installed and judged the air flow. She then got behind to shoot as it was about time that her prey was to come out. She had been vigilant in following him around so as to strike at the right time. She wasn't one of those who risked collateral damage and this made her the best in the field - far ahead of her male contemporaries.

"4, 3, 2 and 1."

She counted before pulling the trigger and the bullet smoothly travelled to hit the target. She smirked seeing it hit before eyeing appreciatively the new gear she had just used.

"Smooth."

She commented and then in an eye blink she dismantled the rifle. With the speed of a gazelle but with an extraordinary finesse she arranged everything removing the evidence of her presence. She folded the cover she had put to get rid of the gun residue and then in a swift motion she removed everything bringing the place back to its original form. She stopped at the door to look at the job she had done and then made her exit.

As she joined the crowd she went near the post where she had put the mark to remove it to make sure everything ended perfectly. She pulled out the burner phone she had confiscated for the mission to make a call. As it got connected she just spoke two words.

"Job Done."

Saying so she disconnected not even waiting to hear what the person at the other end had to say and dispatched the phone before getting lost in the crowd after her successful accomplishment of the task.

The man entered in the pub clearly appalled by the choice of meeting place. He wasn't used to conduct meetings in such a - jubilant atmosphere - he settled for the word to describe the place. He put on the mask given to him as he moved towards the drink's corner to order himself a drink. The bartender obliged and went to make him the drink when he heard a female authoritative voice asking the person to get her a drink. She sat on the stool next to him. She tapped on the wood breaking his concentration and he then took a look towards her and was smitten by the beauty.

The girl wore an emerald green dress which ended just above her knees. She had a glittering mask on. Her dress was strapless and he thanked his heavens for it. He had the urge to take her with him. But his thoughts were interrupted by the girl himself.

"You should be more careful with ur gestures when checking out someone. U never know what that person might actually be."

The girl spoke out as she looked over the dance floor - her voice calm and exuded confidence. The man was little startled by the aura she radiated - it felt dangerously calm.

"Who can help when such a beauty is sitting beside u?"

"I am flattered Mr. Mehra."

She spoke sarcastically as she took her drink and sipped from it.

"How do u know my name?"

He asked.

"None of ur business how I know u and what I know about u. U might as well start before this drink finishes."

She said still looking towards the crowd.

"How do I know that u r the one I came here to meet?"

"Ur wish. Don't believe it."

She spoke getting up from her place.

"Miss. Ghai please stop."

"U better start talking business otherwise I am out."

"I am sorry. Its just that it is so different than the other times I have dealt with."

"Coz not everyone is Kria Ghai. And for ur previous question:

Well lets see. Ur boss is R.S. Malhotra who ordered the hit for three of the drug lords. He has his estates here and in Paris, Australia and South Africa. Currently in negotiations with Cape Town businessmen. And... Well this is my last sip and I should better take off."

He reached out to stop her and held her hand. She turned and came dangerously close to him and spoke.

"Don't u dare or else u will regret it for the whole of ur existence."

He instantly dropped her hand because he knew better than to mess up with lady in front of him.

Kria Ghai - the most dangerous killer of all time. A contract killer she was who knew how to finish her job with the required finesse and perfection. Not a soul could pin the killings to her - such was her skill. Nobody knew how she looked but knew how lethal she was. She was the 'faceless killer' as everyone addressed her. She was the most sought after killer coz of her way of execution. She took time and demanded to be paid full front and was immediately complied to coz of the flawlessness of the accomplished task.

He took out the packet and handed it to her and then forwarded a photo and said.

"Kill him."

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