chapter 5

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Enzo's POV

It's only a 3 hours flight but it felt like an eternity. I couldn't even land in fucking Manchester, our closest safe house was 3 hours away in London, and I need the car and some guns.

I grab our black Ferrari and drove there. I know father will be pissed. Especially since I took his plane. But oh well.

It's easier to apologize later than ask right now.

I ended up parking about a mile away from the factory. It was 5am at this point so perfect timing. No one expects you to break into somewhere at 5am, that just doesn't seem right.

To late for a night break in, too early for a morning one.

The factory wasn't too heavy guarded, the layout of it was quite weird though. It had multiple stories but completely disorganized. The only constant thing were air vents, so thats what I decided to use.

I went in from the east side of it, it had the least amount of guards. The door was locked but it was one of those basic locks so it's quite easy to pick. Took me about 10 seconds.

As soon as I got in security guard almost spot me, luckily I was faster, he still decided to check the door and when he got close to it and realized that it's open, I stabbed him in the neck.

If you ever want to kill someone without making any sound, neck is the place you want to go for.

They can't scream, the only issue is them falling on the ground, but I caught him.

I hid him in the janitors closet and entered the vents from there. It was a straight line to the place where they keep all the records so should be easy enough.

The vents don't feel very stable though. I can't exactly crawl, it makes too much noise and I think I'm too tall anyways, so I'm just sliding in it like an idiot.

As I was going over one of the openings I saw someone under me.

Oh no, not someone, one of the most dangerous people alive, and definitely the most dangerous woman.

The one and only, Luna.

It's hard not to recognize her. Her black jeans and a top, combat boots, a face mask, purple eyes and silver hair in the ponytail. I know it's a wig, but it still suits her so well. She screams confidence and power.

I never met her before, only heard rumors, about how she is the most skilled assassin ever and about how beautiful she is, even though half of her face is covered by a mask and she is wearing contact lenses.

I dont think she is the most skilled one, she just takes on a lot of jobs so she is the most famous one. I doubt she is as good as people say.

The only problem is, she has the file in her hand.

Honestly the last thing I want to do is kill her. It would be a shame. But I need that file, so I don't have a choice.

I am glad it's going to be me. Many men have tried, all failed. It's an honor to be the one to kill her.

As security guard passed the hallway she got up from her hiding spot. This is my cue.

I quietly jumped from the shaft to not make any sound, got a knife from my pocket, I wasn't going to shoot her in the back, even though that might have been the smartest decision.

Instead I will approach her from the back with my knife, flip her and slice her throat. I definitely want to be the last thing she sees.

She is 10 feet away from me and has no clue.

"You really going to Stab me in the back?"

Cazzo... maybe she is good.

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