Deathly Beauty

VI

Atlanta Federal Bureau - Atlanta GA.

"Well out with it. What is so interesting?" I question. It must be important for him to intrude in our investigation in this manner.

"Since we had zero luck finding out who this woman who calls herself 'Beauty' is by looking in any of our databases. My team decided to go back to the crime scene to see if there is anything of interest."

"And?" Dalvin prompts becoming a little impatient. He is still irritated from his argument with Alexandra.

"Well I was thinking, a man that owns a strip club, a sleazy one at that, would have some type of video surveillance in his office that would be well hidden somewhere that nobody would think to find it. As we were looking we found a video camera hidden in the installation of the wall.." he trails off.

I have a feeling there's a but somewhere in this.

"But" there it is.

"But what?" I prompt. 

"The camera feed seems to be tampered with. Whoever this Beauty is knows her way around technology. We have the tech unit working on fixing the damage and attempting to recover anything useful but there's no promises."

This just pisses me off further. "So you came here JUST to tell us this bad news. Is there ANYTHING that you have to possibly help with this case?" My anger is beginning to grow. For his sake there better be some good news to tell me before I blow my lid.

"Well there is this one thing" he pauses "We know she danced on the stripper pole, so we dusted  it for prints. Granted there are more than a dozen sets of prints that have to be ran through the database, but that's the best shot for actually figuring out who this woman is."

"How long will it take for everything to be ran through the database?" Dalvin asked.

"Well we sent it in a few hours ago so any minute now."

As he says that his phone rang.

"Agent Evalonga" he answers. After a few ok's and thank you's he finally hangs up.

"Well?" Alexandra asks from the corner of the room. This is the first time she's spoken up in the last ten minutes. I cannot necessarily say that I missed the sound of her voice.

"We got a hit."

Big Tony's - Atlanta GA.  (one week later)

I've been here for a week. SEVEN FULL DAYS, 168 hours, and still nothing. Mr.Wilson has yet to show his sorry ass at his club. He can't possibly be that cut up over the death of his sorry excuse of a human, twin can he?

Well "Big Tony" is smart, unlike his twin Rick. He's probably seen this coming for a while now. I'm sure that he's been keeping up with his perverted friends and has realized that there is no coincidence that they are all dropping dead like flies. I'm sure that he probably knew that something was up when I killed off the first pervert Joe Anderson, he was by far the easiest and most gullible to kill off. I know that Anthony is on the cautious side so I'll have to bide my time here for a bit longer than the rest and slowly gain his trust.

He won't even see me coming. I've changed a lot since that night. Everything about me is unrecognizable. Hair.. died jet black, Eyes... hazel colored contacts, Boobs... grown three cups sizes (naturally of course), Butt... unfortunately not too big but big enough. Well I was only 14 years old back then a lot of shit happens to a gals appearance from age 14 to 21.

I just have to lay low and not raise any red flags with "Big Tony" any slip up and I'm sure I'll be on his radar. He's good but I'm better. Getting him will be even more satisfying than the rest. Well except for one, I'm saving that bastard for last.

"Aye Krystal!" a voice startles me out of my train of thought.

"Yeah Sam" I answer my temporary manager.

Hopefully I won't have to deal with him much longer. I think to myself. I mean Sam is not a bad manager considering. But in my line of "work" I can't have any friendly ties. And Sam's the type that likes to be friendly and make nice with the people working for him.

"I've been calling you for the past five minutes" he tries to act stern. I've been here for a week and I know that he's not the serious type.

Oh shit. My name here is Krystal Bones. I have to remind myself. There is so many alias' that I have gone by over the years that I can barely remember my real name. Come to think of it, I haven't used my real name since I was 15. I mean there is no need to.

"I'm sorry I was just lost in thought" I say honestly. "What is it that you were trying to tell me Sam?" I smile softly. Sam really is not a bad guy so it's easy to be nice to him. I may be what I am, but I'm not a totally fucked up person. Well not completely.

"Tonight's your first night on the floor as a dancer." he smirks.

I know he's been waiting to see what I can do. He may be a nice guy but he is still a man. And we all know what men like.

"I am well aware." I roll my eyes and return his smirk with one of my own.

"Make sure you don't disappoint Ms Bones" he says before going back behind the bar to prep for tonight's round of customers that will be here in roughly 20 minutes.

Oh I won't.

I hurry backstage to get in tonight's outfit. As I take in my surroundings I must admit to myself that Anthony runs his club way better than his brother did his. His is actually clean with a good selection of outfits for his girls. Too bad he won't be running it for long.

I get dressed and mentally prepare myself for what I'm about to do onstage.

"Ms Bones you're on." The backstage manager announces.

Well here goes nothing.

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AND SCENE! How was that for a chapter? I know, I know it's been FIVEever since I've updated this book. I guess you can say I've had somewhat of a writer's block in regards to this book. I just didn't know what direction I wanted to take this book in. Now that I've had time to sit down and think about it, I have a pretty good idea where I want to take this book.

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