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Chapter 7: Stealing from Thief's

Mr. Dubois was humming a fun tune as he walked toward his successful firm specializing in financial law. His black suit was crisp as he came up the stairs to the building while he adjusted his tie for the work day ahead of him. Today was going to be another profitable day with three clients buying stock in Nasdaq. This morning the stock markets were up by one percent which meant more money was being spent. He came up to the door and saw his reflection in the glass surface and he quickly ran his hand through his black gelled hair.

He walked in holding his leather briefcase as he passed the front desk where his current blonde mistress was working typing away on her computer. He stopped to look her over this morning as he took note of the swell of her bust spilling out of her small shirt. She wasn't that very bright which made the deal so much sweeter as he peered down at her to get a better view of what was to be his later.

"Any mail for me this morning?" He asked as he came up to the front check in desk.

The blonde woman lifted her head at him and smiled crookedly at his true intended meaning. "Why I haven't checked sir, but I will go see and bring it to you." She said a little too sweet as she pushed her chest up higher.

"Yes, there is a very important packet I'm waiting for this morning." He said as he walked away toward the elevators when his phone vibrated. He quickly pulled out his cell phone and saw it was his wife asking him if he could pick up the kids from school today. He growled to himself at her incompetence these days. Everything changed when they had children. She became utterly disgusting to him. If she didn't gain so much weight after the children he wouldn't had to look elsewhere for pleasure. With that justifiable thought he got into the elevator and closed his phone thinking he would deal with it later.

Finally he reached his floor and got off to head straight for his office. He pulled out his keys and unlocked the door whistling to himself. Casually he searched for the right key before he was successful and he put it inside the door tuning till he heard a clicking noise. He pushed it open as darkness met his eyes and he began to flick on the lights. He walked in and noticed everything was exactly how he left it and he walked further into the room when suddenly the door closed behind him.


"What-" He said as he turned around to face the infamous glowing red eyes of the man he hoped never do run into. He dropped his suitcase in surprise and he felt his knees suddenly shake.

"Bonjour Monsieur." He said as he backed away towards his desk with wide eyes.

"Oh...Remy! What you doing?! Nice to see you." The man said nervously as he tried to back away to put space in between them.

"Well from de looks of it, yo' don't seem so great. You seem a lil pale." Remy said as he came closer to the man seemingly stalking him like prey. "But I guess, I would be too if I was caught doing shady tings by someone dat don't take kindly to it."

The man stuttered searching for words as he backed up more towards his desk. Remy watched him with a predatory glare as the man's hands ran feverishly under the front panel of his desk.

"If you're lookin' fo' your help button, yo' might want to forget about dat Mr. Dubois. It won't save yo'." Remy said with a smirk as he pulled out a deck of cards and began to shuffle whiling walking back toward the wall to lean up against it as he looked at the man with a playful gaze.

The man panicked indeed feeling no distress button underneath his fingers. He began to perspire at his bleak circumstances. "Oh I-I wasn't thinking of that, Remy!" He took out his hanky and began to nervously wipe his brow.

Remy's eyes glowed at the obvious lie before he came over and sat on the edge of his desk. "Let's make dis meetin' quick mon ami, I know yo' were recently paid thousands o' dollars fo' your recent involvement wit Belladonna. Why and where is she?"

"I don't know anything-"

"Yo' only get one try, so tink carefully." Remy threatened as his eyes seemed to glow darker.

The man muttered before he sat down in his chair with a solid thud of his weight. He reached in his desk and pulled out a bottle of whiskey and a shot glass. He took one quickly trying to calm himself and focus on the task at hand. "Belladonna said I'd be safe." He said as he looked at his reflection in the glass. "I see they were right she could not be trusted."

Remy sat up a little at this as he watched the man try to drown his new circumstances in the bottle of whiskey.

"Belladonna came to me a while ago in January. She wanted me to move accounts and money. Now I'm a financial lawyer and that's fraud but when I saw how much money, I couldn't resist. I don't know where she is we just communicated though emails and phone conversations. She wanted me to move 4.5 million dollars of the Assassin and Thief Guilds to one joint account in her name. She promised me a lump sum but she disappeared and I got nothing but a headache and an alcohol problem." He finished as he poured himself another shot.

"Well from what I heard, dere is an AA meeting for dat." Remy said as he stood and tucked the cards back in his pocket and went over to the window. As he walked past the man he saw his cell phone peaing out and he quickly grabbed it while the man was knocking back another shot of scotch. "You do realize what yo' did was steal from dis here Remy's family." He grinned as he tucked it in one of his many pockets and looked out of the window. His eyes scanned the bustling street below when he noticed a familiar face looking suspicious as the figure disappeared up the street. "I'm offended dat such a man like yo' would do such a ting."

The man was now visibly shaking now not knowing what the infamous Diablo Blanc was going to do to him. "Please, just don't hurt me or my family." He begged

" He asked as he turned around to face the man and walk back in front of his desk when suddenly someone was knocking on the door. "Well I have no intentions o' seein' yo again or your family. You've been a good sport." He turned the doorknob unlocking it to reveal a blonde woman in small clothing that was barely containing anything while holding a letter.

"Sorry I'm late hun, but I'll make you feel real good this morning." She said stupidly not paying attention to who answered the door. She was too reoccupied as she looked at the mail in her hand being nosy. She then looked up and gasped realizing that she had not spoken to her boss but to another man with red eyes.

Remy grinned before turning back to look at the man. "For a man to ask another to spare his family, you don't seem to be too much worried." And with that said he excused himself like a gentleman and exited the office from where he came.


As he reached the elevator of the firm when he flipped open the phone he had and he went through the contacts.

"After all dis time-an' I still manage to impress myself." He said to himself as he peered at the number of Belladonna's labeled unperceptively in the phone. He was about to close it when he thought of something else. The elevator beeped before he backed away from it standing in a secured corner.

"Here's what yo' get from stealin from Remy an-his own." He muttered as he found the number of the man's wife. He closed it with a smile before putting it back in his pocket. He waited a few minutes to see a pudgy woman with red hair get out of the elevator and barge her way into the office he just left. Remy smiled as he heard her scream.

"You unfaithful pig!"

He began to whistle at the sound of glass being broken and yelling as he decided to make a quick exit by taking the stairs. He causally strolled past the front desk deciding to go the long way to get to his bike in the back when security ran past him upstairs. He stopped and saw a magazine on cars and he decided to look through it. He picked it up and looked through it as he walked toward the glass doors. He stopped and looked up as the pudgy woman marched out of the elevator building yelling at the top of her lungs. "You hear me! You will regret this! You'll be paying for this they rest of your life!" she marched right past him with pure anger slamming the glass door causing it to shatter. Remy smiled and clapped at the woman. "You show him mam!" He said as the woman continued to march away toward a red convertible.

"I hope she takes yo' to de cleaners." Remy said with a smirk as he stepped through the hole in the door being mindful of the glass that lay shattered at his feet.


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