Alas! After a month I finally updated. I have an explaination for it.. well... school work.. anyways please enjoy!
Chapter 8
"NAILY'S" POV
I sat at a table in the corner taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. What a night, I told myself. I checked my watch, half an hour till the suspect arrives. I switch my pager to alert mode incase if there's any action going on.
I sip the juice I ordered and rested my back against the seat. Then I caught a glance of someone heading my way.
He paced his way through everyone, he didn't hit anyone, and he could actually fit through between peoples backs that were like at least an inch away from each other. It was flawless.
I watched him as he slide into the seat next to me. "Hey" he said showing his perfect teeth.
"Hello, did I order a German?" I greeted in response.
He chuckled and said "Naah, this one's on me"
I laughed at his joke. "Hi, I'm Naily" I held my hand out.
"Obviously. Tom" he shook my hand.
"Obviously" I snapped jokingly.
"So you know"
"Duh, who doesn't?"
"I enjoyed your performance" he said.
"Yeah I could tell from the stage" I laughed.
I took another sip of my juice. I noticed that Tom was looking at me and he was sort of laughing.
"What?"
"Juice?"
I rolled my eyes at him. "So I don't drink. Got a problem with that?"
"No it's fine. Can I ask why?" he asked.
Without even looking at him I pointed at one table where there was a couple, making out like there's no tomorrow. Then a girl approached them.
She looked furious and pulled the guy away. She cursed at the other girl and gave her a slap.
"You want some of this?!" she stood up and charged at her. The next thing, they were rolling on the floor hitting, scratching and pulling each other's hair.
Tom laughed hysterically as I did. "See what I mean?" I said raising my eyebrows.
"Aww, c'mon I'm sure it's not that bad" he said moving closer to me.
Darn it I cursed in my head. I've always avoided people like him. I just snorted.
He pretended to stretch his arms and then put it around my back. It gave me a chill when I felt his warm skin.
I cleared my throat and removed his arms away. He then looked at me. But I ignored him. I was more focused on the culprit who's somewhere inside this building.
Then Tom turned to me and asked "Wanna dance?"
"Uhh—" he grabbed my hand without letting me to response. He led me in the middle of the dance floor and pulled me close to him.
We danced at the rhythm of the jazz beat. He put his hands on my back and I put mine on his neck. I didn't like it.
Then I felt his hands slowly sliding down to my hips and reaching my backside. I quickly grabbed his hands and put where it was suppose to be.
"Don't do that" I glared at him.
He looked a bit scared and mumbled "Sorry"
TOM'S POV
Naily did not like the fact that I was trying to hit on her. When I tried to make a move, she either ignores it or shoots a glare, which freaked me out a bit.
The jazz changed into a beat that somewhat sounded like tango. Naily, pushed her hair to the back of her ear.
I saw something at her neck. It was like a tattoo. I couldn't really make out the shape because of the changing lights.
She turned to me and then stopped. Her eyes were darting at something over my shoulder. I turned my head to look back but her hands stopped me from doing so.
She smiled. I did the same in response. Then, I found myself staring curiously into her eyes. I felt like I know her from somewhere. She looks so familiar. That person's name, I know it! It's at the tip of my tongue, but I can't recall.
She caught me staring at her; she quickly snapped and looked away. I think she blushed. I was about to reach for her hand then a really loud beeping sound was heard. It made me jumped.
Naily rolled her eyes, again, she reminds me of someone. She reached for something under her dress. She lifted it up until it revealed her knee, there was a strap around her upper thigh and she took a device that was in the pocket strap. Sexy.
Her lips stretched out a smile, a sinister smile. Naily turned to me and giving me the look that says 'I have to go'. I sighed disappointedly. She heard my sigh and said "Party crasher"
"What?"
"Nothing, something's going on with my friend. Tsk! shouldn't have lent her my house key"
With that she took my hand and gave me a hug. Her hands were rough. Maybe it was because she played guitar, I thought in my head.
She pulled away, turned back and walked to the opposite direction. Then I suddenly remembered a name. "Clo—" I called out but she had disappeared.
GEORG'S POV
I excused myself from the group of people I was talking with and made my way to the rest room. Asian's are so random and very humorous. We talked about stupid things and goofed out. We laughed at every single word that came out.
I didn't know I could interact with them so quickly. I felt like I have known them all my life. I had fun.
On the way to the rest room, I saw Tom with that girl-uhh- Naily yeah. She was hugging him. Then she left, Tom looked dumfounded. I snickered at the sight of him. Haha! A girl caught him off guard! I laughed in my head.
Remembering the fact that I was about to burst, I rushed to the rest-room and did my business. After washing my hands I opened the door. Before I could reach the handle, the door was swung open, almost hitting my nose
I backed away quickly. "Oops, my bad" it was Gustav that opened the door.
"You could've killed my nose!" I semi-yelled.
"So, get a new one" he responds simply.
"Excuse me, this is priceless"
"Whatever" he playfully punched my shoulder.
"Where's Bill?"
"Out laughing his head off"
I laughed and shook my head. "Yeah I don't think its Tom's lucky tonight."He nodded agreeing with me. Then my phone vibrated I took it out, so did Gustav. It was a text from Bill. I'm worn out; we're leaving in 15 min.
Gustav had gone into one of the cubical and I went out. I was walking down the hallway. I looked at the illustrations on the wall. I did not stop to observe but I can say that the illustrations were good.
Another person walked passed me. I caught a glimpse of her face and immediately called out her name.
"Hey aren't you-" she startled. Without turning back she fastened her pace. I chased after her. "He-" she disappeared when I reached the dance floor. I looked around but unfortunately, she wasn't there.
"Dude?" Gustav tapped my back.
"Nothing"
CLOE'S POV
I unzipped my dress and stripped my legs from the high cut boots. I took out a black sleeveless shirt, short tights and black running shoes. I took of the wig and revealed my wavy short hair.
I loaded my gun with five bullets and put it in a pocket strap that was around my waist. I put on a sweater and put the hood up before heading out the door.
I walked at a steady pace, passing by the rest rooms. The door was opened and someone had come out from the rest room. I made a fast glance.
I cursed in my head. Instead of running, I continue to walk. I passed him, thinking that he could not see or recognize me. And I was an airhead for thinking like that.
"Hey, aren't you-"he said.
He saw me. I don't know if he saw my face but before he could finish his sentence, I quickly made a run for it. When I made it out, I camouflaged in between the drunk, wasted people. I reached one corner and looked back, no one had followed me.
Phew! I thought I was caught. Disguising is not an easy job! Especially when you're around people who know you.
I escaped from the crowd for fear that I might be recognized again. I went out of the disco through the back door. Someone was smoking, and it didn't take me long enough to recognize that long black hair.
He was smoking, cigarette after cigarette. It made me thought that he was an addict. Well I don't know, he's unnaturally skinny and tall. I can't believe I'm only realizing that now. Whatever, I can't judge him.
I slowly backed away and hid behind the door and peeped. My PDA vibrated, the suspect is heading this way. I couldn't do anything except wait for him to go. Bill breathed out smoke from his mouth and threw the cigarette on the ground, and then went inside. Wait a minute, did he just litter?
Knowing that the coast is clear, I head to the nearest alley. I climbed up the dumpster to reach the steel stairs above me. When I reached onto the platform, and hid my body behind a garbage bin. I was careful enough to not let the person from the other side of the window see me.
I saw a shadow heading its way here. I stayed on my guard. Then the shadow turned into a man. He wobbled his way through. His body swayed side to side. He looked drunk. Then my pager changed to alert mode and it started to vibrate.
I turned it off. That's weird I thought. My pager has just alerted me. Which means the suspect must be around. The drunken guy held the wall of the dumpster to control his balance. But he was too weak.
He fell on his knees and threw up and lay in his pool of vomit. I shivered out of disgust. Interest hit me, I wanted to take a look him. The Bluetooth had not beeped since the mission started. So I could pretty much do whatever I wanted.
I scanned for the suspect; the yellow dot was still beeping. He is still around but that couldn't be bothered. I got down from the platform the same way I got up.
I observed the unconscious guy. He looked beaten. I turned his body around, front ways up and his vomit splashed, almost hit my face.
He had a black eye and a cut on his lip and a big one on his forehead. His face and body was bloody. He was holding something in his hand. It was an envelope and it had the name Tyler on it.
Something was suspicious. I put the envelope in a plastic sealed bag. I checked his pants and found his wallet. He has three dollars, a soccer card and uhh oh! And a 10% discount coupon. No id, great.
Then, something under his shirt vibrated. I lifted his shirt up and a hideous scar was revealed. It was curvy and a lot of lines. It looked like a sentence that said 'no evidence'.
It took me a second to figure it out. "Shit!" I got on my feet and ran as fast as I can. I glanced back and at that moment, the body exploded. His organs were everywhere. Blood filled the place and it caught fire in an instasnt..
A/N: okay i made extra long. i had only 30 minutes of every weekend to write this one okay? please review