Secrets Can Kill

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Mature content.
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Next day:

Jules was not to show her face lest someone recognized her. So Ghost was on the streets living up to her reputation, not catching any attention and dropping things as were being instructed by Pearl and Riot. She was basically planting self destructing cameras and signal-jammers. Most were the standard model but Riot modified them to be self-destructing. The place was relatively more crowded during the noon so that's when she operated, also getting the place scanned.

It was after near 3 years that she was doing this. It brought back many memories. And she knew she had to stay there, longer. The Raiders were trying to make this easier but the smell of blood and gun was always there.

She completed planting the devices soon and started to survey the place. She saw a man leave their target building and followed him. He had covered his face. He walked around the place rather aimlessly, smoking. At a point, he stood on the road side and on the other side, stood Ghost. She wasn't hiding. He noticed her and smirked. This was close to evening.

She only tilted her head back slightly as an invite. She whisper into the microphone "I'll take him." Pearl and Riot went silent. The man eventually crossed over and came to her.

"Hey doll, whaccha doing?"

"What's to you? You need something?"

"Oh~Looks like she bites~"

"I can do tons more than that but I'm not in mood now." She used a deep voice, igniting the man.

"That's no issue. Come with me and I'll get you in mood in no time~" he used the same seductive voice.

"Oh really?"

"hmm~ But let's go elsewhere, this place sucks."

She thought for a moment. If they leave, killing and disposing him will be easier, away from this place. And seeing as the crowd was getting thin, staying was not a good idea.

"mmkay~ let's go."

With that they left. They came to a crowded bar/club called Sweet Hive in the main town area. He man did not wait and started to drink and talk. She was honestly always disgusted by these men but she had to pretend to be interested and listen. She started to turn the conversation to her liking, like what he did. She wasn't getting much while he was sober so she made him a drink. It wasn't medicated, just strong. That loosened his tongue but also got him handsy.

She was wearing a tight ripped jeans, a loose top and a large black leather. Her hair went just a little lower than her shoulder. She hadn't planned for this but was always prepared. So, she took off her jacket, slowly, showing off her curves and tied it around her waist and flipped her hair to ignite a fire. It worked like a charm as he basically drooled over her.

"So, you said you work to make life easier for others? What did you mean exactly?"

"People are stressed all the time. I make sure that they have a good time. I get them whatever they need." He glabbered out, drinking and ordering another glass.

Ghost knew exactly what he meant but she had to play along. "So like delivery?" She said with a disappointed and disgusted tone.

"NO. No. More like private masseuse. I am part of something like that. I'm not doing it but I get people who want it and who can do it. See, it's not so popular."

"Where is it? I'd like to go there too."

"Really?" He said like an excited little puppy.

"Yeah! Let's go now. It's not very late, right?" She wanted to end this early but that didn't work.

"I'll take you later. Now I'm the one who wants you. I bet you are in mood now~~" He said as he got closer.

'FUCKING GROSS... '

"Not here in open~~" She seductively said, her lips almost brushing over him. She pulled away and grabbed his hand and pulled him to men's restroom and into a cubicle, without bothering about the few who where there. Thankfully the cubicle was completely closed, not with raised doors.

[I apologize for the following. I don't have any experience so all sextual activities in this book are based on imagination.]

They didn't wait for the door to close before slamming their lips and starting make out, backed against the door. It was heated and intense and the man let alcohol take control as she allowed his hands to go where they wanted. She quickly only dropped her jacket and let the rest go.

The man had moved from her face to her neck and her collarbone where he got the loudest response. He kept sulking, biting the spot as his left  hand went lower to her waist, while she had wrapped hers around his neck, keeping him on her neck. Soon his kiss was getting sloppy but she kept his head in place as she soothe his back. His grip on her was getting loose and more for support so she let him sit and she got on him and she switched side, allowing his to now suck on her right side of neck.

Suddenly his hands dropped from her back and he stopped sucking. The man was about to pass out. She simply got off and went for her jacket. She took out a small vial of a liquid and fed it to him. She waited a little for it to take affect as she took some tissue whipping her drugged neck down harshly. She then tried to get him a little conscious.

"Hey. Hey you know who you are? Hey!" she said slapping he's face. He gave his name. She couldn't confirm it but oh well.

"Do you know where you are?" he said the name of the place correctly. Satisfied she went on.

"Tell me whom you work for and where they are."

"I...work... for Valkin Slavé and... he's at his place now... I think... <location> ... I don't know where exactly..."

"This is good. This guy is probably deep." Ghost whispered.

"Find a way to get him. This could be useful." An instruction was given to her.

She agreed and started thinking of a way. Seeing as the man was down, it wasn't going to walk to car.

Not hearing anything outside, she stepped out and started cleaning herself and thought of an idea, completely neglecting that the main door is not locked. As she was cleaning her neck with wet cloth now, she looked at the mark left there and was disgusted by it. She lifted her top to expose her side and saw a hand print there.

'After getting everything from you, I'll kill you myself.' She thought to herself.

Looking at herself, she was a little disgusted by herself as well. Her thoughts went to how it'd be if she wasn't there but back at Rise, rather at home. Maybe watching something, maybe lying next to Sebastián. We'd be enjoying our time together... Maybe it'd be his marks instead...

She thought as a lone tear came down her cheeks. When suddenly the door opened.

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Same day, evening

Sebastián had to go for a meeting and he was giving the presentation. The meeting went well and he had done great. He was didn't stay long after, so he left.

He had not spoken about those pictures to anyone and they were in his mind now. It had almost been a week and no one had any clue as to where she went. It was like Jules was their imagination, a ghost.

As he walked out of the office, he spotted a club. He thought that jed go and have just a couple of drinks. Even though he didn't like alcohol, in the stress that he constantly was in, he needed a drink. A drink with friends, he thought would he a crowded issue.

'Maybe I'll only get Steve... He's good and won't speak or question unnecessarily...'

Thinking of all this, he was already in the club. He went to the bar section.

"Welcome to Sweet Hive sir. What can I get you?" said the bartender.

'Which bartander speaks like that....?'

"Not yet. I need to use the washroom first." The man showed him the direction to the men's room. Sebastián, went and swung open the door and was greeted by a shocking sight.