Disclaimer: See the first chapter.
Mikhail Levanda:
Megan changed from her silver Convertible to a black Mercedes and headed away from the abandoned apartment complex and towards the hotel that she knew Mikhail Levanda and his bodyguards were staying at. It would be easy to get him alone.
She had been following Mikhail for the past three days. He didn't know she was there, he assumed she was dead just like all the others in the Mafia did, just like Viktor did. She smirked. Mikhail would be in for a surprise.
She sat in the car watching him from across the street in her binoculars. He had three bodyguards that she could easily take out. All had been around when she had been, and they never were as strong as she was.
Mikhail got into his car and headed off. Megan cranked hers and followed him, staying at least three cars behind him. Her plan was flawless, it would work, and it had to. Mikhail Levanda was leaving to go back to Russia today, but she wasn't going to let that happen. Not today, not ever.
She followed them to a club that, no doubt, he would be doing business in tonight. Parking the car, she watched them. She would let him do his business. After all, it would be his last business deal, ever.
Two hours later Mikhail came out of the club and headed towards his car that was parked in the alleyway. When he got there, he saw that his bodyguards weren't there. He pushed his concerns away and got into his car. Once in there he was hit over the head and everything went black as the car moved forward.
Mikhail was still unconscious. Maybe she had hit him over the head a little too hard. She shrugged, not really caring.
His three bodyguards were now lying motionless, each in a pool of blood. They had struggled, and tired of their antics, Megan had ended up shooting them.
While he was still unconscious, she dragged the man who had killed her men over to a chair and pushed him into it. She tied down his legs and his arms and then put a gag in his mouth. He wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon.
She sat patiently waiting for him to wake up. She sat at a table playing with one of the knives she had brought with her. It had been a few hours since she had grabbed Mikhail.
Getting up she headed to go see that he was still alive. Sometimes she forgot how strong she actually was, and could, in one blow, kill a man. Pressing her fingers to his wrist she found that he was still alive.
Suddenly his eyes popped open, and when he saw hers he began to struggle and screaming, or at least what could be considered screaming with the gag in his mouth.
Megan laughed.
"Surprised to see me Mikhail? Did you think I was dead just like the others?" she asked.
The fear in his eyes confirmed that he knew he was going to die.
"You killed some of my friends Mikhail. It's time for you to pay, just like your weak bodyguards and poor Viktor did" Megan said.
Okay, this was a really short chapter. I apologize, but I couldn't think of what else to write about after she kidnapped him. Three more, the story is coming to a quick end.
-Haleybug