"We're going to be killed, aren't we?" The words coated with fear tremble out of her mouth and I look up at her with my raising heartbeat.
"Not that easily." I tell her but clearly it wasn't enough to vanish the fear clouding in her eyes. So I reach...
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Scarlett Valentina
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Shawn
"You're in position, Shawn?"
"I'm already in the bar, almost close to the target." I briefly notify Jasper about my position through the phone which makes him freak out.
"What! But according to plan..."
"Fuck the plan, I'm doing this my way." I make him hush and instantly hang up the call.
I'm not up to act according to the plan.
It'll be my way.
I've been waiting for this day for so long.
This can't go wrong any freaking way and I won't let it.
This is my only shot left.
Taking in a deep breath, I directly make my way to the bar counter where my target is.
The target is sitting on a stool wearing velvet red backless blouse pairing with same red pencil skirt and stiletto heels.
How exaggerating!
What did I even expect from a rich spoiled brat?
Never mind.
I stand next to her and notice her gulping down drinks one after another restlessly, going to be drunk her ass off shortly.
To grab her attention, I move closer to her and raise my voice as it's unhealthily loud around but she seems to ignore me or I may say she's too drunk to take in of her surrounding.
So I bring my mouth to her ears, not to close though.
"Ms Valentina!" I half shout.
Her head turns so fast that her lips almost touch mine if I haven't leaned back in time. Feeling awkward at the situation that was so close to happen, I take one more step back from her.
