Just acquaintance

Chapter 10

My phone chimed and reminded me of murder. Yup, that's on my to-do list, more like only planning for today.

I go upstairs to my lair. Yup, I have a supervillain lair. It is super cool. I had a secret lair as a kid which was cool, emphasis on was. I cringe every time I see it now.

I enter the room and switch on the fan only for all the paper to fly all over the room. Where is the paperweight? I pick everything up and arrange them as I go. There are huge boards on every wall with papers stuck on them with pins, exactly how you see them in the movies. Each wall is for a different category target list, target info, the plan and ways to murder(ya, that too). Starting off I had no clue about it, I spent a lot of time collecting info. It's scary how easily all this is available on the internet. And don't worry about someone checking my history, with the software papa created no one can track it.

Warren, here I come! Being a part of PH definitely is a plus, and moreover being 'friends' with the gossip girl was the best and worst decision. I had to listen to her for hours about who is dating who, office politics and all her asshole exs for a bit of info. The things I do for information. I looked over Warren's Schedule, which took me 3 lunches to get. He is also visiting my lab tomorrow, will I be cutting too close if I finish him there? Too many eyes will be on me, not worth it. Then Tuesday it is. The meeting room will be full of his followers but I would rather finish things at the roots. I just have two days with no openings, if I miss I won't get a chance before a year.

Should I just barge into the men's washroom and stab him there? Ugh.... This is the most difficult thing. I planned for days but one unexpected guest sent things spiralling. Now I gotta come up with something new. I have like 3 small bombs left, together it should be enough. Not having a lab on hand is also troubling.

How long will the delivery take? Even if they do come it won't be the same. My wallet only allowed me to order only one third, and the modifications are gonna take weeks.

Dear brain,

Please stop stressing about things that are out of hand and give me a freaking idea! Why do you log off when I need you the most?

I bang my head on the only table in the room. I pick up a random sheet from the pile. Laxatives, should I make him poop his intestines out? Wait! Can he really die from that? That would be so funny. Just imagine the news title 'Loss of a great leader from pooping too hard'. But the internet says no. The guy who vacuumed his intestines is alive. I will just put bombs under his toilet seat. That's it, done. I need rest.

This may be the weirdest one till now. I will also send a message to his bodyguards before anyone claims my masterpiece. I go down to the storeroom to check on my cuties. After all, they have the biggest role here.

I pass by the living room checking on Julian. He is lying on the sofa, flipping through the channels lazily. He sure has gotten comfortable.

"Hey there!", I called them out. I put them in a bag and carry them upstairs. I don't wanna forget them.

"What are you doing?" Julian turned and asked me.

"Nothing, just packing stuff for the office."

"Who does that?", he asked quizzically.

"If I don't, I will forget to take bombs"

"Bombs?", he stood up at once.

Oops, shouldn't have said that.

"Yeah, bombs ammonium diaquabis(oxalato)nickelate(II) and diamminedichloroplatinum(IV), they can make bombs(not really) and also used a lot at PH.", I tried confusing him with chemical names. And.....It works! Yay! He wants to counter but doesn't know what they are. Thank you brain.