𝔸𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝔸𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟 2

Chapter Three: Who Is She?

Mitch Rapp POV

"Grab the file and go." I repeat to stan.

"Good, no distractions this time, and put you damn mask on." Stan said, giving me my masquerade mask to put on.

"Got it, see you in an hour and half." I said getting out the car, straightening my black suit.

Walking into the ball room, I scan the room seeing my target standing in the middle of a group of people, laughing about things that they were talking about.

I walk to the bar calling over the bartender "what can I get ya?" She asked smacking her gum in her mouth, twirling her unnaturally dyed red hair around her fingers.

"I'll just have a Beer." I said watching her walk away, then turning around to watch Carlos, a few minutes later she comes back.

"Here you go love." She smiles, placing the bourbon on a napkin and walking away to serve others.

I go to pick the drink up, but notice a little note on the napkin, with a number

Call me xxx *********

I look up to see her batting her fake arse eyelashes at me, making me roll my eyes.

I grab my beer and make my way to a table next to Carlos, keeping a close eye on him.

After awhile of observing Carlos, the entrance doors open wide, to show a beautiful woman, wearing a slim, black dress with a slit at the bottom.

Her light brown skin glowing from the reflection of the light, making her look even more angelic than before.

Taking a glance at Carlos, making sure not to lose him from my sight, I decided to listen in to some of his conversation.

"Who's she?" He asks making his group look her up and down, making me want to beat them all in a slow and painful way.

"Someone rich but that not relevan." Friend one replied.

"Grayson, I bet you can't get her to go home, or to one of the spare rooms with you" the other joked, patting his colleagues shoulder in a mockingly way.

"And if I do?" The man who I learned was Grayson responded with a disgusting smirk on his face.

"£20,000 if you sleep with her." He challenged.

"Deal" Grayson agreed, shaking his friends hand, heading over to the beauty.

Trying not to get involved, I turn my attention back to Carlos, when suddenly a slow song comes on, everyone finding a partner to slow dance with.

Before I even get a chance to comprehend my next move, the female bartender from earlier, approaches me.

"care to dance?" She asks.

I furrow my brows in confusion, she's supposed to be doing her job.

"I'm on break." She says answering my unasked question.

A night this busy doesn't give you breaks with a staff so low.

Nethertheless, I took her hand in return and followed her to an empty space on the dance floor.

We begin to dance, but she doesn't shut up, so trying my best ignoring what nonsense, she has to say, most probably on her life, I keep my gaze on Carlos, not realising my partner had changed.

"You look, distracted." An angelic voice assumes, making me look down at her.

"Just thinking is all." I says shifting my hands in a more comfortable position for her.

"We won't need to call an ambulance for you, will we?" She asks with a small smile on her face which I return.

"um no, not at all Miss..." I trail off not knowing her name.

"Miss. Jones and your name is..?" She speaks expectantly, looking me in the eye.

"Mr. Rapp." I say.

Formal I know, but I didn't really know what else to say.

I spin her around and pull her closer to my chest but then I look over her shoulder, realising Carlos has finally moved further away from the hallway.

Not wanting to just walk away, I decided to be nice.

"It was nice meeting you Miss. Jones" I say before walking away, through the crowd, leaving her in the middle of the dance floor.

I walk up the stairs to the second floor, then to the third, above that, heading straight to Carlos' office, but to my dismay, there were guards.

"Hello, excuse me, do you happen to know where the bathrooms are?" I ask walking to the group, pretending to be lost.

"Yeah, just back down the hall, down the two flights of stairs and you'll see the signs." One said, while the others just glared at me.

"Thank you." I appreciate, turning around.

Taking one step, then spinning around, my fist collides with his face, acting quickly, I take my gun and shoot him in the leg, continuing to fight the others.

Kicking the man, who tried, to get up in his nuts, knocking him out, finally dragging his body to the opposite room, before walking out I take my masque mask off, checking my face and walk into the Carlos' office.

I open the door and walk straight to the safe making sure to be quick, I twist the nob until I hear a click and keep going until the safe Is open, I grab the filenl that was in my pocket placing it in after taking his folder out.

Shoving the folder in my tux jacket I walk back to the ball room heading straight outside but stop in my tracks hearing the Miss Jones talking.

"Ahh well I was wondering maybe tomorrow you'll have dinner with me." I hear a man slur out, leaning closer to her, I start walking over.

"Sor-"

"Miss Jones I think we should be heading out now." I say cutting in, putting my hand on her waist

I glare at the man, pretty sure his name is Mr. Anderson, I quickly lean down to Miss Jones and whisper "Play along." In her ear, kissing the side of her head. Performance only. Right?

"Oh I'm sorry, I thought you were single because of your name." Mr Anderson says looking jealous more jealous than shocked.

'Yeah back off, she's mine.' I said in my head. 'No Rapp we only just met, we won't even see each other.'

"I'm sorry for the misunderstanding Mr Anderson but I'm taken." She says leaning into me making it look more real.

After saying goodbye to Mr. Anderson we walk out "I had that under control." She says not looking at me

"Sure you did the man was literally hitting on you." I said kind of pissed since I helped

"And I didn't need your help."

"You know a thank you would be nice." I snap a bit

Before she can respond a car honks catching our attention, she turns to me and then start walking to the car

"Goodbye, Rapp." She said getting in the car and driving off leaving me there hoping we'll meet again.