Silent And Deadly

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The dress was a bad idea. If she had known she was going to be trapped in this place, she would have brought some fucking pajamas. But no, no one thought to tell her about how they were going to look over 25 leaders of Gangs and Mafias in here.

Together.

Dear God this was going to be a blood bath.

Atleast it was a big house. All the doors and windows had C-4 on them, but hey. You get what you get.

All the leaders had decided to come down to a truce. No one wanted to die and not have their families and gangs know.

Which might be good, becuase Athena didn't want to get blood on this dress. She already thought Olivia was being held againist her own will. She didn't need to trouble her with getting blood on her clothes.

Athena wondered if anyone knew they were missing. Aaron must have run off after the whole breaking his fingers thing.

Her family would know she was here. Someone will come soon. They will disable to bombs, and she can get out of this god damn dress.

There was only seven women in attendance. Athena was bored, she was marking everyone. Give her a break.

Atleast she was able to talk to Ford.

She missed him.

Don't tell him that though, he already had a big enough head.

Ford and her played their favorite game. Who would survive Athena's anger issues.

The seven women sadly didn't make it.

Now Athena was never the type to judge a fellow female. It just annoyed herto death to have a woman so beautiful be so controlled by a man.

Truthfully she would kill them to end their suffering.

'Green shoes would definitely die. I bet a shot to the knee. And then one in the throat. Make him choke on the blood.' Ford was sadistic in this game.

When they first started this game, he was determined to show Athena that her crazy side didn't scare him.

Now he seemed to be doing it all over again, like he was trying to get her back to him.

Athena shook her head, 'I think I wouldtake a bat to his knees if I was going for the knees.'

Ford scoffed, looking from her hands to her face. He rolled his eyes, 'where do you play on getting a baseball bat?'

They were sitting around a small coffee table in a large living room. Turns out Rich Rich Dylan has four living rooms in this large ass house. Also it had sixteen bedrooms and seventeen baths.

Athena's domestic side was having a hay day.

She always did have a thing for interior design.

Green shoes as they called him. Kept pacing around the last window, the last living guards hadn't boarded up.

Dyaln said it was something about he didn't need someone getting the idea to take out all the leaders by just opening a window for a smoke.

The clicking of his shoes was truly pissing Athena off.

'This house is a fucking mansion and a hotel. There has got to be a tool shed somewhere. I could find one.' She shrugs her shoulders.

Ford blinked at her before he threw his hands up and flopped back onto the couch.