𝔸𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝔸𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟 2

Chapter Nine: What Could Go Wrong?

So today is finally the meeting I need to attend, but unfortunately, Zane has another mission to do.

"So, I'll be gone for a couple of days, but I will make sure to call so I know your not causing trouble, please be careful on this mission Sky, I don't want to be getting a call to clean the blood out of the car again." Zane explains, rushing his speech while taking his bag to the car.

"I'll try not to, but you be careful too. I don't want to lose a brother." I responded, giving him a hug.

"I'm always careful." He says, returning the gesture.

"Right, so the last time I left, you totally did not blow up the food truck, because they didn't serve you the last hotdog, instead, they gave it to a little girl?" I question sarcastically as I cross my arms.

"That was not me." He says, standing in a defensive stance.

"No? Oh, I must be mistaken then." I play along, laughing at the innocent face he was trying to pull.

"I'll call you tomorrow, bye." He yells driving away, waving his hand out the window.

"What am I going to do with him?" I huff while walking back to my hotel room to get dressed for the meeting.

While waiting for the elevator, I hear an annoying high pitched voice.

"Yeah, we're on holiday... we have been together for, nearly 5 months now. Isn't that right babe?" I turn to see a woman with red hair, clinging on to the man's side.

At this point, she might as well ask for a piggy back ride.

"Oh my gosh, thank you." She laughs while her partner is looking around.

Before I could see the man's face, the elevator dings writing down the doors are open, I walk in pressing my floor number and wait for them to close before someone else gets in.

I get in my room and start to get ready

"Okay... what to wear... jeans or dress? Definitely jeans... blues jeans, no question to that... blazer? Yes, but what colour, grey? Black? Checkered? Nude?... black it is. Last but not least, top is totally gonna be white with grey shoes." I contemplate all of my options before deciding, quickly getting dressed to look in the mirror

"Beautiful." I remark at myself, posing then grabbing my things.

Once dressed, I quickly lock my room and make my way out. Checking the time, I only have twenty minutes.

So, you're telling me, it took one hour to find some clothes and get dressed, not including makeup, because we love that natural look.

Walking out of the hotel, I head to my car and head to the Craft Beer Bar, hopefully getting there a few minutes early.

"Hey Zane, just calling to make sure you're still alive and that I'm bored, already, I miss my annoying bro... but I'll talk later." I spoke into the phone, sending him a voice mail.

I park my car away from the Beer Bar and wait. What seems like a year was actually five minutes, I see the couple from the hotel walk in to order, before sitting in one of the corners.

After a few minutes, I see the man Carlos is meant to be meeting with, Antonio. I think. Never seen the guy before. Although he seems familiar.

Well, let's start with this man.

He looks to be in his 30s, maybe early 40s.

He's got a grey suit with black pointed shoes.

He could stab someone's eye out with them.

Last but never least, is his, oh, so amazing sunglasses.

I must say, the sunglasses are nice, very nice indeed.

I might have to find a way to snatch those.

I mean ask politely or buy a new pair.

Just as I'm about to enter the bar, the man who was accompanying the high pitched bitch, goes over to him.

Do I go in?

Fuck it, what could possibly go wrong?

I walk up to the guy who I assume is Antonio just when I hear the man say he's going to the toilet, anyway, I stand next to him, waiting for him to turn my way

"And you are?" He questions, facing my direction.

"I'm stepping in for Conan, as he couldn't make it." I state, looking at him up and down.

"And why did he send a girl?" He almost mocks.

Bitch, I will send your pointy ass shoes straight to hell.

"Well, the last time I checked, women can be way more dangerous than men, but we're going off track, are we not?" I respond before tilting my head forward a little in a manipulating way.

"Hmm maybe... do you want a drink before we start?" He offers, looking me over.

"I don't drink." I coldly state.

"Ah, well you must definitely try this, let's start shall we, as you know I'm Ralph, Antonio's closest asset" He slides his cup my way.

Well, faculo

Deciding to make the man happy, I slowly take a small sip.

"What's this?" I ask putting the cup down feeling tired.

"Oh, just a very special drug." He smiles, like it's nothing.

I look surprised he did something, like drugging me in public, but also with confusion, how did he know?

"Well, someone has already arrived, saying that they were sent from Carlos." He grins.

Shit.

All of a sudden, we hear a crash, looking behind me, I see the woman from the hotel with her head on the table causing everyone to gather around her, but only 2 men grab her, taking her out.

I try getting up, but I have trouble staying awake.

This shit is strong.

While people are distracted watching the men carry her, Ralph drags me to another car, slamming the door shut and driving off.

"Stop trying to stay awake, I used a high dose for a reason." He says slightly amused at my determination to stay awake.

"You know, if my mother was alive, he would have your head on a stick and -" I randomly say cutting myself off, my eyes slowly closing unwillingly.

I look up at Ralph and see him smiling down at me, before saying "I think I have an idea"

Please comment on what you guys think, because I have no idea if it needs improvement or not.