𝙎𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 {𝙈𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙚𝙡 𝙅𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨𝙤𝙣}

10~ {𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒜𝒸𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓁𝒾𝒸𝑒}

"Those who are silent are dangerous. No one plans a murder out loud."

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Monday, May 24th

Noon

Destiny~

Michael led me through the glass doors of the building. I glanced back at the building we just exited and stared up in awe.

It was about the size of three mansions. We were on the richer and wealthier side of New York, so there were many other building like his around. His just happened to be the most breathtaking of them all.

He told me to sit in the back seat of his Aston Martin, and he and Arrow sat in the front.

"Michael." I called sheepishly.

He glanced at me through the rear view mirror as he started the engine of the car. "What is it, Baby?" He responded with annoyance intruding his tone.

"What do I have to do for this job?" I asked for what felt like the fiftieth time.

"I'll tell you once we get there." He said. He directed his attention off of me and to the road.

"I'd like to know now so I can mentally prepare myself." I said. "I just want to make sure I do whatever this is right."

"You'll do just fine. Trust me. You can't possibly fuck this up." He said.

I leaned my head against the window and sighed in frustration. I dropped the subject, knowing he wasn't going to tell me a thing.

I simply gazed out the window and looked at the expensive buildings of the city as we passed by.

~

Afternoon~

"Wake up, Destiny."

I opened my eyes, trying to get past the grogginess as quick as possible. Michael grabbed my hand and helped me out of the car.

I looked around. I could tell that we were no longer in New York. I actually wasn't sure where we were.

In front of us, was a high end casino. I've heard of this place before.

HALO

Only the rich and the wealthiest went there. I had no business going in there.

"Destiny, look at me." Michael ordered.

I turned my face away from the lights of the casino and looked Michael in the face.

"I'm going to make myself very clear." He started. "This is an easy job, and if you manage to fuck it up, it'll cost all of us. Do you understand me?"

I nodded. "Yes, I do. Now just tell me what I need to do." I said.

"There's an Italian guy in there named Marco. He's in the VIP section of the casino. He'll most likely be gambling, surrounded by a bunch of women. What I need you to do is find him and lure him out to the back alley." He said.