Part 20: A Date With Destiny
As soon as the doors opened, I dashed out to be blown away with the glamorous life that Benny lived. There was a clean carpet full of interesting patterns, a personal bar and pool table, painted and postered walls in perfect condition, and an air conditioner, keeping the place nice and cool; for a first impression, this was godly.
"In admiration?" Benny smirked.
"Err, yeah. You live up here?" I surprised myself, actually talking to him.
"Hell yes!" he grinned. "Why wouldn't I live in luxury like this?"
"How can you afford all of it, I've never seen a place in a condition like this" I explained.
"Oh, I'm with you" he understood my confusion. "I'm the Top's Chairman."
"Nice." I said, impressed by his accomplishments. It was around this point I remembered I needed to stop being friendly, and murder this bastard. I asked for a tour and was lead from one astonishingly untouched room to the next, each one being spotless and well maintained. Taking a good look around, I saw no cameras, but I was unsure if they were hidden anywhere.
"And here's your room." He said, as he whisked me into a guest room, with an actual bed. Can't even remember the last time I had one, so I was incredibly pleased at the prospect. I jumped on it and lay back on the heavenly pillows, making me feel weightless and that my problems were gone. Arcade had a bed to the side of me, and he had just the same reaction to the snug and soft blankets surrounding him.
Over the next few hours, the three of us relaxed in Benny's luxury apartment, drinking, chatting and even swimming in his mini pool. I have to say, it was a suprisingly enjoyable experience, even with a cruel murderer. Eventually it got late, and looking upwards through the sky roof at the stars filled me with a sense of wonder, at their astounding beauty. Soon after we returned to our rooms to get some well needed shuteye, but I had other plans.
I had smuggled a kitchen knife from behind the bar into my room, and after a few hours had passed, to ensure he was well asleep, I stepped gingerly through the hallway, trying not the creak the floorboards. Inch by inch, I pushed the door to see Benny in a deep slumber. I returned back to my room to talk to Arcade first.
"Hey Arcade." I whispered into his ear
"Urgh…What?" he asked
"I'm about to finish Benny, get out of the Casino in case things go wrong. If they do, I don't want you dying with me."
"Oh shit." He said, and creeped to the Elevator. As the doors closed he whispered "Good luck!"
Back down the hallway I went, quivering horribly and trembling in my very shoes, at any moment he could wake up, at any moment I could make a sound, and at any moment, his guards could come up and blow my face off. Back to the door, and managed to get by without making any sound. Inch by inch with the door again, Benny hadn't moved. I was drenched in sweat by the time I was halfway, and drowning in it when I was just above him.
Fearing my shaking would wake him, I slashed the knife straight through his neck, to which he woke and fumbled around on the floor. It was horrible to watch, but also quite gratifying to see him suffer. He tried to speak, but his slashed neck left anything come out become a creaky mess of groans. Only about a minute later, he plummeted face down into the carpet, surrounded by his blood. it soaked the carpet awfully, reaching over a wide area, even soaking my clothing; I needed a change of clothing to walk out of here without raising suspicion.
Looking through the room, to loot some of the fancy stuff before I left, I picked up Benny's engraved pistol. It was covered in precious jewels, with the words "Maria" carved down the barrel. I took it and also the platinum chip which was hidden under the bed. Finally, I took a couple of other fancy items from the room, quickly left and switched clothing, and then took the elevator down to get the hell of the casino.