"The Hacker and the Mob Boss" ❦
Reyna Fields seems to be an ordinary girl with her thick-framed glasses, baggy clothes, hair always up in a ponytail, and her head tucked away behind a computer screen. However, no one knows she's armed with a genius...
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Saint rushed out of the room, but I didn't bother to question it. Instead, I followed his instructions, doing exactly as he asked. With each buttonmy fingers pressed, a part of me grew tired. Not tired as in wanting to sleep, but tired as in being done with Saint.
I didn't care anymore.
He could threaten me all he wanted, he could throw my mother in my face, but I was simply tired.
Everytime I think back to the way Saint used to treat me, preying on my fears, using my mother as bait, tearing me down when I only agreed to help him... I almost always felt the need to scream. Then, he would demand me to do whatever he wanted as if the other part of our deal never existed. I was giving him results, but he wasn't. reciprocating anything back.
I could leave. I could walk right out that door and never come back. However, Saint's words kept coming back to me-then what the hell is stopping you? Why are you still here?
When he asked me that, an image of my reflection within the blue of his eyes appeared in my mind. The way I could look at him and see myself so clearly as if for the first time. I wished I could make sense of it, but I couldn't. All I knew was that the person in his eyes, even with my average features, was the most beautiful woman in the entire world. He made me feel that way.
I sighed.
That didn't matter, though. I would help Saint this one last time, and then I would leave. I needed to put my mission first-find my mother. I needed to keep reminding myself that Saint was going to be a married man.
I was steadily typing on my computer, jotting down any information I came across. The Popov family was practically a ghost.
The most I could get was information on Alexius Popov who was a part of the Russian Armed Forces before retiring at the age of forty-five. He then got married to some woman by the name of Tanya Petrov. Together, they had one child-a son, Viktor Popov Sr. When Viktor was ten years old, they moved to America. It is said that Alexius had extreme PTSD and would sometimes lash out on his son. Viktor had to be admitted to a hospital and Child Protective Service many times. It is said that Viktor had a child by a woman he met in high school at the age of seventeen. He had twins-Lucille and Viktor Jr. After that... nothing. As for his children... nothing.
"Hmm," I hummed, tapping my chin. How is it that Lucille and Viktor had no evidence of ever existing besides their birth certificate? It could be possible that they are living under different aliases.
Adriano married a woman named Lucy. Maybe Viktor is doing the same thing. Behind his fake name and fake personality lies his true identity. If Lucille could get as close as marrying the underboss, I wonder how close Viktor could be.
Just as I was beginning to jot all the information down, my screen glitched just before turning all black.
