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.xox: They will continue to be mean to Jazmine, lol. You'll find out :)
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Che Black Diamond: Lol, not yet. Lmao! Yea, they do seem like those creepy dudes on fb, but they're not really like that. They just like to pick on people. Hmmm, interesting point :) You'll see.
Kendrickthemorningstar: She'll ease up on her, but not that soon. Maybe a couple of chapters down the road.
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Chapter: Terrible Liar
"I never lie to any man because I don't fear anyone. The only time you lie is when you are afraid"-John Gotti
"Sir., Mister Cairo is here to see you." Bennet announced from outside the door.
"Let him in." I said distractingly, still staring at the contents inside the red envelope and not being able to concentrate on anything else. The door opened and Cairo made his entrance. Forcing myself to part my eyes from the contents of the envelope and put what I laid on the table back inside the envelope. Then I glanced up and saw Cairo with his usual pleasant smile he welcomes me with. It didn't seem very appealing to me after everything that's occurred in the last hour and I said in a drone voice. "Sit down, Cairo."
Cairo sat down in the chair. Closely I observed his movements as he plopped on the furniture as if it wasn't comfortable, which I knew wasn't the case because it is guaranteed comfort. The price tag should vouch for that. His eyes looked at me and I could see something unfamiliar in them that I've never witnessed from the likes of him: fear. Genuine fear; the weak man's emotion. Usually he's a confident and defined gentleman which is what earned my not so easily obtained attention in the first place. But the man presented in front of me now seemed as unsure about the world as a newborn baby. It was silent for a while as I watched Cairo with an indecipherable expression and he seemed to become restless with the lack of chatter.
Not being able to take the unbearable silence anymore, he broke the ice with a question. "Mr. Dubois, you needed to talk to me about something? Something urgent?"
Time to throw him off guard.
I waved him off and shook my head. "No, Cairo. There was a disturbance with one of the workers stealing some money but I just got the message that one of my guys handled it. Actually, I was just about to call and tell you not to come but Bennet said you were outside the door so..." I chuckled as I trailed off and he joined me.
His previous tense demeanor seemed to loosen up and he nodded then said, "I understand Mr. Dubois."
"How has business been running on your end?" I inquired.
"Recently Dewey and I set a rival straight and now they won't try to fight against us anymore." He smirked victoriously.
My ears perked in interest. "Oh, really? And whom is this rival?"
"Are you aware of Huey Freeman?"
"The Domestic Terrorist?"
He nodded. "Yes...We've been feuding lately and it looks like I've become the winner. I expect him to surrender to me any day now. I've completely broken him, and most likely his fellow gang members. They're probably in shambles right now and they haven't been seen around the streets lately. Which is a very good sign and advantageous for me." His eyes lit up with delight as he continued. "It's only a matter of time before his people will come to me for refuge and I will extend your territory."
"Excellent job, Cairo! I always knew you'd do great things and you're proving my judgments about you more accurate each day. I know just the thing to get for this."
He beamed as if he just won the lottery or something of great importance. Then he became curious and excited when he saw me moving around about to get something to reward him for his exceptional deeds.
The desk chair I was sitting in scooted back as I leaned down to open one of the bottom drawers to my desk. There were shot glasses and a short bottle of 1954 malt scotch. I reached for two shot glasses and the bottle then poured me a cup and tilted the bottle towards Cairo. "Want some?" I asked.
He nodded his head and I poured the scotch into the shot glass for him raised my glass and continued, "To conquering the world."
Cairo grinned and mimicked my actions. "To conquering the world."
He took it and chugged it then gave a short "Thank You."
I brushed him off as I gulped my shot then I said, "You don't have to thank me. You're part of the family; expect things like this from me from now on."
His face lit up and he became completely relaxed. As if he wasn't just fiddling like a weakling earlier. "Alright , Mr. Dubois. I really appreciate that."
I had him right where I wanted him and now I was ready to make my move. I cleared my throat then asked casually, "So how has Jazmine been?"
All of a sudden, his on-the-edge disposition returned and he seemed like there was something wrong. Something he was hiding. "Ah, Jazmine"
But he quickly recovered and chuckled. "Jazmine is fine. She's been going crazy about the wedding lately, but that's expected." He paused then added. "Actually, we had dinner last night and she said she's been enjoying planning the wedding with Mrs. Dubois."
My eyebrows rose interestedly and I nodded my head as if I was intrigued. Pretending to appear in shock. "Oh, really?"
Cairo nodded his head and chuckled again. "Yea... I was supposed to take her to see a movie last night also but she complained about being too tired after the long day with Mrs. Dubois and how Mrs. Dubois always gets upset when she sleeps in too late."
I joined him in laughter and nodded my head humorously. "Yes. That sounds like Sarah. She's from New York and is accustomed to that fast paced lifestyle. Everything is quick quick quick." I snapped my fingers on each quick for emphasis. "There's no time for laziness in this family with her."
Momentarily, he seemed to be at peace again as he took the bottle and poured himself another shot. I watched as he did it and my eyes narrowed. He held the tiny glass in his hand before looking at me. "I didn't know that Mrs. Dubois was from New York. Jazmine never told me that." He took another swift gulp.
Now.
I chuckled lightly before my rash change of temperament. Responding in a dangerously low tone. "I bet you also didn't know that Sarah hasn't talked to Jazmine in three days."
The alcohol in Cairo's mouth seemed to choke him and he started coughing uncontrollably as he looked at me with shock-filled eyes like a deer caught in the headlights.
"What's wrong Cairo?" I probed irate at his shaken state.
When he regained control over his mouth he questioned me tentatively. "What?...Why would Jazmine lie to me like that?"
I chuckled darkly and looked down with my hands folded. Then I looked up at Cairo with a sinister expression, clenched jaw, and spoke in a very cold, deadly voice. "You come into my house and lie to my face on my daughter?" I shook my head furiously. "You have some fucking nerve to disrespect me like that."
Without any further remarks, I took out the contents of the red envelope and slammed it on my desk. Cairo's incredulous eyes grew wider and wider as he reviewed the words in a dragging state. Over and over again.
There was a picture of Jazmine knocked out in the back seat of a car. A cloth was in her mouth and her hands were tied behind her head. White papyrus paper with red ink on it relayed this message: "Cairo is the reason why we must place grief over your family and your precious daughter must suffer and become our hostage. He shouldn't be the heir to your throne. He's not worthy of it and we don't appreciate being pushed in the far background. We will take over, Don Dubois, whether you like it or not. She's been in our care for three days and we won't harm her at all, that we promise you. Cairo knows who we are. Come and find us and we'll give you the girl in exchange for a partnership with you, Don Dubois, and the extermination of Cairo. We expect to make a deal soon. Until then..."
Now you have something to…fear.
"So tell me Cairo, who are these people?" I said calmly but coldly.
"W-well, T-They-" He stuttered foolishly apparently losing the ability to form a proper sentence.
"Spit it out!" I bellowed impatiently and he seemed to shrink from my intimidating voice.
"They're Xavier, Monte Cortez...and the recently eliminated T-Bone."
"What do you mean by recently?" My intense scowl plastered on Cairo increased.
"I received word of her missing two days ago and today Dewey, some of the assassins, and I went by there and he wasn't cooperating with us so we killed him..." Trailing of and freeing a hard gulp. "That's where we were before coming here." He said as he looked down at the desk gutlessly not daring to meet my ominous glare.
"Look me in the eyes, you fucking coward!" I yelled at him and banged my fist tersely on the desk. This earned his terrified eyes to immediately shoot up and meet mine.
"Y-Yes, Mr. Dubois." He replied, still very much startled.
"Why the fuck would you kill him if he's supposedly a part of this? You could have simply captured him and brought him back to the headquarters for extreme questioning. If he wouldn't answer after methods of interrogation, then we would have a reason to kill him. Hell, if worse came to worse I could have grilled him. No one would get out of an interrogation session with me without telling me some piece of valid information. Did you fucking think of that?! Obviously not! Now we have less of a chance of finding Jazmine. You fucking idiot!" At this point I was leaning over the desk and yelling ruthlessly in his face. He looked like he was about to shit his pants.
Good you fucking idiot.
There should be no reason why he should think everything is fine and dandy all peaches and roses at such a chaotic event. And the fact that he came into my office all grinning and chuckling while my baby girl was somewhere terrified and crying. This wasn't something to just brush under the rug hoping he will figure out before I received of my daughters sudden departure. This was my pride and joys' life he was juggling with each second he kept this information from me. I'm livid as hell to know he would try to cover up my baby girl being held captive.
"And you've known about the disappearance of my daughter for two days...Two motherfucking days...Yet you've told me this information just now?" I shook my head and gave a mocking snort. "No. Excuse me. You didn't tell me. You blatantly lied to my face about it until I caught you off guard and forced you to tell me the truth."
Cairo continued to look me in the eyes and waited for me to continue.
"You're a fucking idiot. I don't know what to do with you now." My shoulders hunched up and my head shook angrily.
"I'm sorry Mr. Du-"
"Don Dubois" I said icily as I glared at him.
He swallowed and continued, "I'm sorry, Don Dubois. I will do everything I can to find Jazmine. I don't know what I was thinking, Don Dubois. I admire you so incredibly much that I wasn't thinking…I just wanted to do it myself so you wouldn't have to worry about anything. I thought I could handle it but obviously I was mistaken."
"Hell yea you're wrong about it! You don't know the first thing about tracking someone down and you've shown me that by foolishly killing a potential lead." My jaw clenched and my thoughts were bouncing all over the place in an overwhelming rage. Second thoughts filled them with the choice to leave my legacy in front of me and my frown deepened.
He nodded his head solemnly.
"You want to know how I found out about Jazmine's presence missing. I had to watch my wife's face turn horrified when we received a red envelope from K7about how our daughter is held captive somewhere..." My voice trailed off to a more disordered anger. "Which reminds me that I need to contact them and find out why the hell they would have photos of my daughter tied up!-"
I was interrupted by a soft knock from Bennet. My eyes squinted wrathfully at the door and I rasped through my gritted teeth. "Think hard before you enter. It better be important Bennet!"
Reluctantly he continued. "Sir Dubois...You seem to have an envelope from a man from…K7." His tone sounded unsure and hesitant. Even through the door, I could see that wrinkly aged face contorted in a confused expression.
What the hell?! Someone already came by earlier!
Unless…
I cleared my throat and loosened my earlier rigid tone to a more composed one, "Come in."
Bennet came through the door with another red envelope addressed to me with my name on the front of it. He handed it to me and left with a speedy bow once I dismissed him. I opened the envelope and pulled out the card from the red envelope. There was the K7 symbol one the left side of the card while the left read: "We cordially invite you to celebrate our alliance on November 16th with a lovely gathering. We are honored to be a part of your team. Sincerely, the Members of K7."
I laid the invitation on the table and stared at it, putting a hand to my head and trying to figure out everything. Ignoring the presence of the disgrace in front of me.
Think.
Think.
Think.
Alright, time to put the pieces of the puzzle together think rationally before acting as carelessly as Cairo…Someone came by earlier to give me the supposed invitation but it was addressed to Cairo… When Bennet came back to the door, he said the man vanished and left the red envelope...K7 is new and Cairo wouldn't know about them since he doesn't deal with security. He only deals with business along with other various portions of the mob.
Everything clicked together once I figured it out. Whoever has my daughter must think I'm a fucking idiot, but that's where they're in the wrong. The man from earlier wasn't from K7, but came from the anonymous people who have Jazmine. The real K7 messenger stopped by just now to give the invitation...
Well, it's a good thing I didn't call them to raise hell because that would've been an unnecessary severed alliance. Cairo's eyes wandered on the invitation then turned my attention back to him reminding him what deep shit he's in.
"The guy from earlier wasn't from K7, but it was a person from Xavier or Monte Cortez... Let me ask you a question. I've given you plenty of security for protection and I've given you extraordinary security especially for Jazmine...So, why the hell is she even in this situation?" My eyebrows crumpled as I waited for an answer.
"They were supposed-they are ordered- to trail her everywhere she went and the night she was taken, they reported to me that she safely returned to her home. Here, I even have a message for proof." He shuffled for his phone inside his suit pocket then showed me the text message.
8:54 pm Jazmine's Security: Ms. Dubois just reached her apartment building securely.
"Anyone can arrive to a destination! Did they actually see her go into her apartment?!" I exclaimed annoyed.
"Well, they didn't tell me that Mr.-" I glared at him and he quickly recovered from his rash error. "I mean, Don Dubois."
"Cairo, you've fucked up tremendously." I put on my famous poker face and said in the calmest voice. "You will find my daughter and if you don't, I will fucking ruin you. If my guys find her before you do, everything you've worked for will be nothing and I'll make sure you have nothing and no one. Your life will be fucking miserable, I won't kill you though, and I'll make sure you live through your life full of shit. The clock is ticking. Find my daughter. Now get the fuck out of my office."
Without being told twice, Cairo quickly scurried out of the office and left me to my contemplations. Everything sure did raise my blood pressure but I didn't take the time to feel the pain. Feel the pain of one of a parent's worst fears: kidnapping. My only child, my precious daughter Jazmine, is somewhere in only God knows where with corrupt filthy men who have no sense whatsoever. Obviously none since they decided to cross me.
Cairo of course is the fucking imbecile to blame but instinctively I blame myself also. I know that I don't lead an honorable lifestyle but that is where all the security comes in. I failed her. It was my way of protecting her. But my security wasn't enough and now my baby girl was somewhere suffering because of it. Deep down something tugged at me and I closed my eyes releasing an upset sigh. It's partially my fault for who I am and my heart became heavy and full of worry.
The door opened and I saw my wife standing there with red bloated eyes. Her nose sniffled and tears started to fall from her eyes again. Sarah is the strongest woman I know and I will gladly attest to that. But this is our daughter, a being we created, that has been taken to us. So when her hardened exterior broke I was there for her like a husband should as his duty. She came to me and sobbed on my shoulder.
"It's OK, Honey. We will find her." I whispered soothingly. Trying my best to comfort her as I rubbed her back. Trying to reassure my heart broken wife with my determined words, also trying to reassure myself as well.
The scent of lavender candles floated through the atmosphere which traveled into the bathroom connected to the master bedroom. Delicate red rose petals ornamented the king-sized bed and the massive room was dimly lit to set a more erotic aura.
A middle-aged man lay on the bed expecting a night remember which it would be. It will for me at least. The setting was an upscale resort and we were in the presidential suite. My subject is a Caucasian 45 year-old male. Married with four children, three grown and one a sophomore in high school. Kenneth Stiles. The owner of Stiles Corporation and a filthy rich man with an irresistible habit of adultery. Now, that's where he messed up. Making my job that much easier.
I smirked to myself as I continued to 'freshen up' in the bathroom. I slid the burgundy expensive curtains of the shower open and retrieved my black bag full of goodies. I pulled out a Kunai and put it in the strap on my leg under the lingerie skirt slip I was wearing.
"Come on girl, I'm ready!" The voice of Kenneth rang impatiently.
"As you wish," I replied with a deviously dark smirk on my face. I came out and saw his eyes glazed over with lust as he saw what I was wearing-or there lack of. Slowly and sensually I walked towards him with my hips swaying sexily. His eyes tracing over them hungrily taking every motion in. Soaking in the temptation, the taunting, and the longing.
When I reached the bed I climbed on it and straddled him by his hips. He was about to speak but I put my index finger to his lips leaned down slowly and whispered seductively in his ear. "Shh. Let me show you what you want."
His eyes lit up in anticipation as I went to kiss his lips lightly. "Close your eyes." I said.
He looked amused and smirked at me, thinking what I was up to, but obeyed and closed his eyes. I took the Kunai from the strap on my thigh and ended him right there. His eyes opened in shock and my lusty eyes turned to ones as cold as ice and watched him take his last breath.
My eyes rolled and I got off of the bed and went to the bathroom to retrieve my bag. There was a black trench coat and heels that I laid out earlier on the countertop. I dressed myself and hunched the bag on my back as I went out of the room and into the elevator.
There was a couple in there being very affectionate and I mentally rolled my eyes in revulsion. Luckily they got off on the next floor and could go to their room to display their affection privately. Psh, lovesick creatures. When I reached the first floor, I exited the elevator and went out of the revolving entrance doors located in the lobby of the resort then walk three blocks to where my car was located. I took out my cell phone and called the boss.
"Mission was a success." I said firmly.
He chuckled in his deep British accent of a voice and replied, "Of course, Phoenix. Every fucking mission you do is guaranteed success. It's brilliant, really. But there is problem..."
"What problem?" I asked curiously.
"Ever since you've been working with us, you've never taken a break. Not a sick day, not on the holidays. Hell, not even an 'I don't feel like work today' day." He laughed after he said this but coughed it off and regained his serious tone. "Now as your boss and friend, I'm concerned."
My eyebrows wrinkled. "I'm dedicated to my work. What's the problem in that?"
"There's a line between dedication and obsession and I'm pretty sure you've crossed that line a long time ago and you're standing in obsession city. You're the mayor of obsession city" He proclaimed light-heartedly.
"You're crazy." I mumbled under my breath.
"What was that?" He asked.
"It was nothing." I said through gritted teeth.
"Now why don't you take a break for a while? I'm sure other assassins could take over for a while. We have plenty others. Obviously none can ever amount to you but we will make do. You work too hard."
I sighed. Unlike a lot of people in the world, I genuinely cared for the work I did. The thrill of it, the skill and agility required, everything just worked for me. It's the only thing in life that makes me feel worthwhile. Like I just belong here, there, or wherever the mission maybe and ridding the world of vicious people. "No, no, it's OK. You know I enjoy working and I don't mind it."
"It's final. You're on a leave for a while. Hmm, let's say a week. I'm disabling your security clearance for the time being. Have fun and get some rest!" He exclaimed.
Without allowing me to protest, I heard the click of the call end. One week?! What the hell am I going to do for a full week that involves no action?! I screamed in my head. I reluctantly shrugged it off with a defeated huff and drove back to my home.
What will I do tonight? I thought on the drive to my house. Maybe I could start that new series I've been eyeing recently? But I'm not much of a reader. Occasionally I would finish a novel or two on long flights traveling to various destinations of assignments but that's in between naps, nothing consistent. Reading is crossed off. Television is out of the question. I won't be bothered with the trash they throw on there. I'm not much of a homebody what I need is some action. Confessions of an adrenaline junkie.
A small smile surfaced on my face once I figured out how I'd spend the night. First, I would have to freshen up-and not like the kind from before, but really freshen up. I chuckled to myself.
Once I arrived to my house, I went inside to do my normal routine after a mission. Take out the eye color contacts, remove the wig from my head, wipe off the mask from my heavily made up face, and throw away the fake finger prints from both of my hands. Simple mandatory procedures. After that, I ate a plate of salad complimented it with a peach, took a shower, and packed clothes for a week in a suitcase. No way was I going to stay at my house alone for a whole week. Or fill my time with mundane activities from the ordinary world. I'd go crazy from boredom. At least where I'm headed, I'd have some entertainment. I smirked to myself.
I got into my car and drove to my destination. On my way there, I listened to the silence of my car and welcomed the beautiful sights on my way to the compound. It was peaceful and I accepted it after a long day of work. No annoying and irrelevant chatter from the subjects. No degrading myself to get closer to them. No pathetic co-workers trying to outshine me...Maybe a break wouldn't be that awful. Besides, I'd have someone to keep me company during it. My face heated up when I thought of him.
I arrived to the grounds and it was time for my normal entrance. I jumped over the fence to the backyard and climbed up the wall of the house until I ended on a ledge. Next to the ledge was a big window with a latch on it. I don't know why he keeps doing that. I'll always get in. I took a small slender object out from my pocket. It was red with a black button on the top and a hole at the other end. I pushed the button and pointed it to the nuisance of a lock and the latch melted off. I opened the window and slid my body into the room.
My eyes scanned the room but there was no trace of him. Where could he be? I thought to myself. Oh, well. Might as well fool around
I walked over to his desk and sat in his chair. After all the times I've been in here, I've had yet to sit in his chair. Damn! This is comfortable. No wonder he stays glued to this damn chair all the time. My eyes looked around suspiciously making sure there were no signs of someone coming. I held my breath and then let it out when I was sure of my surroundings.
Now about this thing he's up too…
Hmmm, what is he hiding in these drawers?
I opened them to see the regular things you'd find in an office desk: pencils, pens, papers, etc. Nothing that really caught my eye. My sensitive ears perked hearing someone approaching. Today wouldn't be the day where I'd find something unexpected or shocking from Huey Freeman. He always seems to be on point with no flaws. But even the most secure people have slipups. I closed the drawers quietly and leaned back in the chair, resting my eyes. As if on cue I heard the door open and I smirked.
"Phoenix?" The voice of someone not Huey Freeman said.
My smirk faded and I looked to see who the owner of the voice was. "Oh, it's you." I said dully then went back to laying my head back and resting my eyes.
"Ouch? Can't a nigga get a hello...Or something else." He came closer to me, licked his lips and wiggled his bows playfully.
"Caesar, you have the sex drive of a rabid bunny. You know that boat sailed a long time ago no matter how much you try rail it back in." I opened my eyes before I looked at him again and continued. "Where's Freeman, by the way?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. He's been out all day, talking about doing some business in person. Who knows with him?"
I chuckled. "Yea, I know what you mean. No one knows."
He joined me and came closer to me, not really hiding his wandering eyes. "Ceez." I stated disapprovingly.
He replied with a quick, "Huh?", still not taking his eyes away from me. Deciding to take advantage of this situation, I leaned down a little bit to give him a teasing preview. Hah, I got him. The girls always get them.
"What has Freeman been working on lately?" I questioned innocently biting my lip.
Suddenly he snapped back to reality and his eyes darkened. "Don't worry about it." He said curtly.
"Come on, it can't be that big." I retorted, trying to squeeze the facts out of him.
"Nope. I aint saying shit. My lips are sealed shut." He said firmly with his arms across his chest.
"Aww, come on Caesar. I thought you were a cool nigga. We go way back, you know that." I said disappointingly.
"We go way back but I aint cool enough to get my ass killed over giving out classified shit." He said, still with his arms across his chest and face hardened.
My eyebrow raised as my interest peaked. "Killed? Why would you get killed?"
"What are you two doing in here?" The unfriendly voice of Huey interrupted.
We whipped our head so fast- I'm surprise we didn't get whip lash- and saw him standing there with an irritated look on his face. He wasn't in one of his normal formal suits. Instead, he wore regular clothes. It was different, but he was still incredibly sexy either way. I bit my lip hungrily as I looked at him.
"Now you decide to show up, Freeman. I was expecting you for a while." I said.
"What do you want?" He asked hurriedly.
"Damn, calm down. I'm here because I'm moving in for a week." I said, smirking devilishly.
He looked at Caesar and I guess communicated with his eyes to get out because Caesar left the room without a word.
His attention turned back on me seriously and he said, "No."
I looked taken aback. "Why not?"
"I'm extremely busy and you shouldn't be here when-" He stopped when I flashed in front of him in an instance.
"Huey, I will stay with you." I demanded inflexibly.
We were in an intense staring contest until he sighed and rolled his eyes. "I don't know what you want from me. The answer is still no"
"Come on," I urged.
"No."
"But"
"No!"
"How about we pretend you said yes and I pretend to stay here"
I could feel his irate disposition pulsing.
I folded my arms dejectedly. "I'll stay out of your people's way…" I reasoned.
"But I don't think I can stay out of your way." I stood on the tip of my toes and gave him a chaste kiss before turning around and going back to sit in his seat.
"You know you're not supposed to be sitting there." He said in his usual monotone voice.
"I know...But I'm not going down without a fight." I said playfully and started laughing as he came over to try and pry me from his extremely comfortable chair.
Most of the day was spent in the living room watching television or listening to music and munching on food in kitchen. Nothing really exciting. Sometimes I'd encounter the criminals but I would try my best to just ignore them while they picked on me.
I'm not looking forward to going anywhere near the hallways anytime soon but I knew that I'd have to conjure up the courage and fast. My eyes glanced down to look at the watch dangling from my wrist and the hands on the face read half past 8.
I inhaled and exhaled a long deep breath, found my inner 'Woosaah' warrior, and decided to face my fears.
My mute body guard trailed behind me as I turned down one of the hallways, trying to find the door to my room but it was difficult seeing as how every door looked cringingly identical. Silver metal, with an unusual slender door handle Very modern almost futuristic appearing but also very strange. I know for a fact that my door had a slot in it but it wasn't noticeable so it isn't a very helpful locating marker. Unfortunately. I've had to at least been walking around for about 10 minutes until I gave up and decided to open random doors.
Nothing else seems to be working. I thought hopelessly. I glanced at Mr. Mute. Yea, that will be my new name for him. Mr. Mute. It's perfect. Anyways, I quickly side glanced at Mr. Mute and knew he wasn't going to help, or do anything human-like, so I went with my option from before.
The first door was a bathroom and the second room was a gym. The third one was a bedroom not mine. Luckily no one was in it and there wouldn't be that awkward scenario of barging into someone's room randomly. The next door I came to brought unwanted sensations. Literally. The moment I opened the door I looked inside for a moment and was immediately bombarded by terrifying electrical shock running through my body. Completely forgetting about keeping track of the color of my ankle bracelet which was blaring a blood red at the second.
I fell to the ground in shock and pain from the intensity of the electrical shocks and looked in on the scene before me. A topless woman was on the desk being man-handled by...the boss? They both looked at me with alert, narrowed eyes glaring at me. My face became flushed from recovering from the shock and the very intimate scene I interrupted. I turned my head to the side to stop looking at the woman. I could barely look at myself naked without being completely comfortable, so it was extremely uncomfortable seeing someone in such an immodest state.
A cold annoyed masculine voice answered with, "What the fuck are you doing here?"
When I regained control over my body I quietly replied, "I-I got lost."
"Speak up!" The boss's voice boomed.
"I got lost!" I spoke louder this time that resembled a wretched excuse for a yell.
I could hear an exchange of words between the woman and the boss but I was too far away to understand what they were saying. She proceeded to cover her naked half with her arms as she peered at me looking me over indifferently.
"Didn't you get a tour?!" He asked annoyed.
"Y-Yes." I said, frightened out of my mind.
I could hear footsteps come closer to me and I saw that he was only a foot away from me. "Stand up." He commanded.
I did as he said and he whispered something to the Mr. Mute and the guard nodded his head.
"Follow me," Mr. Mute said as he went in the opposite direction I was going.
He speaks! I exclaimed embarrassedly in my head, cheeks still very much hot, and gasped.
I looked behind me while I walked with the guard. The boss gave me one last glare and closed the door firmly. I followed the guard until we reached another silver door.
"This is your room," He said.
I was about to go but was stopped by his voice. "From now on if you don't know where you're going, consult me."
I went into the room fuming from the humiliation. That would have been helpful about five minutes ago.
I closed the door with extra force and shut my eyes in irritation. Shit. That was not supposed to happen. The least Cindy could've done was give the girl a damn map. As for the guard, well he was only following my order to not communicate with her but if he knew this was my office then common sense should have told him to tell the girl this wasn't the right door. There is a point when being literal should not mean to abandon practicality.
Phoenix wasn't supposed to be here. She wasn't supposed to witness our hostage and now she has become a dangerous liability. A very dangerous liability. There is no way possibly she can leave here knowing who we had held here against their will. But I also can't just take her out so easily, she's just too good. And has such spot on intuition about things. She'd figure it out in a heartbeat. It's a good thing Don Dubois keeps his home life private from the media so Phoenix did not recognized the daughter of the infamous man.
A gentle, soft hand touched my shoulder and interrupted my train of thought. My body tensed up in defense but I already knew who it was. I opened my eyes and turned around to meet the bewildered eyes of Phoenix. I knew this would happen why her fabled desired stay here was out of the question a No. But now that the cat was out of the bag I would have to take back my decline. Not even Phoenix, as close as we are, was going to ruin what we have done so far.
Her arms folded and I braced myself for what I knew would come next. "Who was that?" She asked.
Think. Think of something Phoenix would believe, nothing questionable or too far out there. Something…Something she's witnessed before.
I got it. It's reasonable and something that would not raise any red flags. "That's one of Riley's" I responded dully.
She shrugged and smirked. "Oh...A new girl? Looks like he didn't train this one right."
Great. She bought it. Which, I wouldn't know why she wouldn't. Out of all the plenty of times Phoenix has been over here, she's seen plenty of Riley's escapades. Some girls are reoccurring and others just stay for the night. It all depends on the mood of my brother, which is very irregular.
"If Riley's girl can stay then…" She trailed off.
"You can stay." I finished the sentence gruffly.
Phoenix smirked triumphantly, put her shirt back on, and walked past me to go out the door. "I'm going to get my stuff from my car."
I nodded and went to my desk and sat in my chair. I sighed heavily.
This is going to be a long week. But at least I can keep my eye on you.
