Chapter 9
A black haired girl made her way over to the four men clad in white and crème. She put on a confidant, but coy smile on her red painted lips. Her deep brown eyes twinkling as she approached them. She paused in front of them an revealed a beautiful pearl smile. "Good evening," she said with a gentle play of her eyes. This girl was good at this sort of thing, and she knew it.
It was the black haired man to come out of his trance first to say, "Good evening, miss, can we help you?"
"Please, Kaily." She said offering her name to the three who didn't already know her. She extended a pale, delicate hand used for killing so many, to the leader of Schwarz.
Crawford took it and nodded, "Crawford."
Scheldich was watching from behind Crawford. This was not what he'd wanted. The beautiful girl turned to Nagi and said the younger male, "My friend, Shawna, the red-head over there, would like a word with you." She smiled kindly. "She's shy." Separate them and weaken them.
Nagi looked to Crawford for approval. The older male nodded and allowed his leave.
Dom's smile returned to the three remaining men. "What would bring three handsome men, such as yourselves, to this party?" she asked to make conversation.
"A business partner requested our presence," Crawford said. Telling some, but not a lot. Two could play at that game.
Dom turned slightly as if to check on her friend, but in reality she as checking for Alex's position and working to ensnare them even more. She had made sure that the way she moved her upper body to show just the right amount of cleavage from the 'v' shaped neckline of her halter.
From the looks they wore, it worked. She continued to try bits of conversation, occasionally checking for Alex before giving Erika the signal. She delicately ran a hand over her head. At that time Erika screamed and 'fainted' it had caught poor little Nagi off guard.
At the second signal Alex slammed the small vile containing the blue liquid on the ground. Purple-grey smoke rose from the puddle and Alex covered her mouth and nose. She knew she wouldn't be knocked out by it, but she still didn't want to inhale too much of it. It took only seconds fort he smoke to diffuse through the room and cause everyone left to fall to the ground in a deep slumber.
Dom had turned to watch the pal take effect, but they hadn't planned on one thing. The sleeping drug Dylan had made was not as strong as the medications given to Farfarello to knock him out.
The Irishman had watched the entire scene play out. He stared at the girl in front of him. Something about her had made him careful, but what it was he hadn't been sure of, until now. He knew why now, it was this girl and the two others, which had made this little scene, they were Grau.
Reacting to his new found knowledge of the females' identities, Farfarello revealed one of his favorite knives. The Berserker crept up slowly behind Dom's back.
Alex had been able to get past the colored smoke to yell, "Dom, look out!"
Dom turned and Farfarello plunged the extended knife at her throat. Luckily for her, she had moved to the side and extended her leg. Farfarello continued forward from the momentum of his attack. He was unable to keep himself from tripping over her leg, which sent him falling clumsily down the small flight of stairs and to the ground.
'Too easy,' the trio had thought.
Moving with haste down the stairs, Dom met with Alex and Erika. They headed for the back door. "Shit," Dom said as she was slammed into a nearby wall. The pressure on her chest was making it extremely difficult to breathe. She only managed short, gasping breaths.
"Dom!" Erika exclaimed.
"Keep…running…" she gasped at the two others. It was too late, though. Only a fraction of a second after she had muttered those words had a bullet flown past her and struck Alex's arm. Following the shot was a trail of words coming from the girl that would make a sailor blush. This was one well versed little American.
"Grab her, " Crawford ordered.
"Gladly," Scheldich said, pulling Alex none too gently by the wounded arm. Another blast of profanity erupted from the small female. "Watch your mouth, or I'll have to wash it out with something other than soap." Knowing her pervs well, Alex swung her good arm at the German. The orange haired man caught her wrist at his cheek. He smirked a devilishly down at her, "Let's try that again only a little lower and a lot softer," he purred. Alex made gagging sounds.
Erika had vanished in the smoke and so far managed to elude the assassins. Her friends were not so lucky.
The adrenaline rushed female Grau ran as fast as she could out of the building. She found the truck parked where it had been left. Slamming a well manicured hand against the glass window she yelled, "Dom and Alex were taken!" The males of Grau looked at her with wide eyes. It wasn't easy to get the members of Grau under your custody. It was even harder to get Dom and Alex. The hardest was when they're together.
"We'll have to get them soon. Those two together will cause them to kill them before we even get there." Dylan said.
"They'll figure out some way to stay alive, " Csaza said.
"You put too much faith in those girls, " Dymetrio said.
"No, I just know my girls." Csaza said with a smirk.
"Well, let's go get them then." Erika said, stomping her heeled shoe on the pavement.
"Get in the car." Dylan said , opening the door to let her in.
"Don't worry, Erika. We'll get them back. Those two are annoying, but they're know how to keep each other alive in any situation. They learn quickly, though they don't act like it. They do." Tom said, as he turned on the truck. They pealed out of the lot at the quick speed to match the flow of traffic.