Toxic

02

"Now I know you must be a little stunned, so let me explain a little bit. Your special position would be my right hand man. Well I guess woman in your case. If I need a case fulfilled flawlessly, I'll go to you. I'll put you in charge of putting my men on what case. I'll give you as many assistants as you want. Along with all that, all the cars, jewelry, dresses, and everything else you could ever want. I'm a billionaire, after all." Nick said with confidence in his voice.

"What is Clay's position?" I asked. I wanted to know what my brother was going to be doing.
"This isn't about him. This is about you." Nick said with a small amount of anger in his voice.
"What about Clay." I replied as more of a statement then a question.
Nick was now leaning on his desk with his hands. "If you bring him up one more time, I'll murder you and your brother. So now, this is about you. Do you accept?" Nick replied as anger laced his tone.
"What. About. Clay." I said to him as I stared directly into his eyes. This man don't scare me. If I die, oh well. Sucks to suck. That's when Nick smiled and sat back down. Oh God he really does get a sick thrill out of murdering me. "I'm glad to see you aren't scared by my presence. He will be one step below you, still in charge of so many things, but you have more." Nick said as relaxed as possible.

I smiled and accepted the offer. Clay was then brought into our room and we had to sign a couple of things. After scanning over our signatures, Nick also signed the paper, stating we agreed to our new positions. "Welcome to The Flame. I'm glad to have you. You each get your own office. Y/N, I'll show you to yours first, then Clay." Nick said with a smirk. When I first saw my office, my eyes lit up. It was amazing! There were bookshelves and filing cabinets. Lamps and extra seats. Everything. "Holy shit this is amazing." I said with excitement.
"Just like you." Nick mumbled, but I still heard him. I just replied with a chuckle.

"Alright, I'll go get your brother now, my number is *** *** ****. If you need anything, just text me." I agreed and he left. I sat in my desk and boy did I feel powerful. I opened the laptop that must me be mine and opened it. There was a whole sheet with who needed to be executed on it. It had their name, next predicted location, and date they needed to be executed by. I figured I should start filling in some names. But I had one problem. I didn't know anybody qualifications. How well they would fit this case. So I texted Nick.

Im starting to fill in the kill chart and I don't know anybody's qualifications. Is there a list anywhere?
               Sent

Almost immediately he replied.

Gray filing cabinet, 3rd row, 2nd folder. I knew you'd ask.

This bitch fucking knows me better than I know myself. This is scary. I went to the gray cabinet, looked in the 3 rd row, and grabbed the 2nd folder to open it. Sure shit. Everybody's file with name, age, skills, and a picture of them. As I started to fill in the chart, I saw one specific name. George NF, 25, NEXT LOCATION: Pink Stripe, Strip Club, Tomorrow. Somebody must be live updating this. I realized there were no other females fit for this kill, so I scheduled myself. I needed an assistant. Just then I heard a knock on my door. Nick then entered the room.
"Whatcha doing?" He asked

(You will be bold. Nick will be underlined.)
"Trying to find an assistant for this kill."
"Give me the info, maybe I can help"
"George NF, 25. Next location is supposed to be the strip club tomorrow night. Since there's no other female I scheduled myself, but I still need an assistant."
"Me. Schedule me. I've been waiting to kill George forever now. But my last planner was an idiot so I kill him. I won't kill you, don't worry"
"Alright. You are scheduled for tomorrow. We are leaving at 5 pm. Be ready by then."
"Oh by the way, you can sleep in the bedroom right next door. Good Night Y/N"

He then left the room. I went into my bedroom and flopped down onto my bed. I tried to think about tomorrow, but my heavy eyes soon took over, and I fell asleep.

A/N
YOOO super long chapter. Vote and comment so I can see what y'all like. Just a reminder that all updates will be on my insta @daily_ranboo.
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Quote for the chapter: to be number one, you have to be odd.
Word Count: 829