LYRA

Chapter-6

Lyra didn't even look away. Her eyes were fixed upon John's and all she was waiting for the next move to happen.

And as she predicted, John was upto no goodwill.

His tone changed unanticipatedly.

'For all these months I have been wondering, the identity of Vanessa. Who the hell is this woman? Who was the reason behind eight of my men missing alongside?'

John slammed the table hard.

'Guess what, I never would have known and will forever remain in oblivion if Lucas would not have informed! My boy did his research well and was fast enough, he should be rewarded for that, hahaaaa!!'

Lucas!!!!!!

Lyra furrowed her eyebrow and it didn't take her long enough to recollect who the person was.

A LONG PAUSE

'Lucas, mhm mhm! Makes sense now. Smart of him, I must say. By the way, what do we have here, John? Enlighten me, why are we here? Let's be straightforward!'

Lyra gave an alarming laugh, crossing her arms.

'What do we have here, you will gonna know soon, lady!' He uttered in a low, deep voice.

John took out a gun from the nearby drawer . Rubbing the gun, an evil smirk curved on his lips.

'No revolvers, haha definitely! Did you seriously believe me in the first place when I said no weapons. What a joke Ashfield, I didn't expect that from you.'

John's cackled laugh made the situation wholly unpleasant.

'I shall shoot you by my own hands, dear Vanessa. Too bad, you are helpless right now!'

Tying her hair into a pony, Lyra smiled and pulled out a gun from her black, leather jacket.

'You can expect various things from me, John since I am the one who killed your cousin and pulling out a revolver isn't too much of an unpredicted thing. What do you say?' Lyra rolled her eyes.

He got astounded and pulled three triggers simultaneously.

It was a large room and the old hanging pictures fell off ; the glasses broke apart,  splitted on the floor into numerous pieces.

Lyra was extremely quick enough to bend down her head and survived herself from the bullets to hit her body as she turned sideways.
She rose up and pulled out a trigger which caused the revolver in John's hand to fall off on the ground.

Lyra approached John and kicked him hard on his stomach. He sat down on the floor instantly clutching his shirt and gritting his teeth.

She bent down and whispered, 'You seriously thought that, John! Besides that, we have criminal minds and obviously our deeds will be based on that! Mere words won't determine how we put up stuffs in action. You get it, man?'

'You-uuu are sick, Lyr-rra Ash-hhfield. You demolished my plan.' John coughed.

'Yes, I am sick, you crap! Definitely, I am one . Anyways, I was wondering what should I do to you, now?' Lyra enquired as John's phone rang.

John struggled to get out the phone from his pocket as Lyra gripped him hard by his collar. She already tied his hands.

Lyra took out the phone, picked up the call and put it on speaker.

An elderly man's voice could be heard from the other side of the phone.

'John, holy shit why didn't you pick up my phone? Did the plan work out well? Mr Monroe will gonna kill you if you failed to do so. Answer me man, damnit!'

Lyra terminated the call and switched off the phone!

'You know what, John, I was thinking of killing you as you were so valorous enough to bringing an end to my life right here cuz from your perspective you thought I was helpless to have no weapons.  But guess what, I would have done a huge mistake because you can act like a source to us, who knows?'

Lyra said as she burst into laughter.

She held his chin tightly, 'You will suffer a painful death slowly.'

'Boss, we got him. He was hiding in the other room for awhile.'
Blade and Maria  from nowhere appeared with a young man along their side.

His hands were tied with a rope and Maria hold him firmly by the back of his neck.

Lyra got up and they again met.

'So nice to meet my opponent once again. Look at you, you are so in a miserable state.'

Lyra furrowed her eyebrow as she faced him.

'Vanessa, I made myself clear the day we met that you are not an ordinary woman. And now freed me. I have got no time for these shits!'

Lucas spoke dauntlessly on Lyra's face.

'This courage, this determination are the only things which make me want to retain you. You are a witty young man, so fast enough to collect information about me. Definitely, I am so impressed, woah Lucas!'
Lyra muttered.

'I was told to do so. I had no other choice.'
Lucas murmured.

'I am so hard to resist, right? Even if you were not told to research, you still would have done it cuz you are obsessed with me. Your eyes can speak, Lucas!'

Lyra whispered in a low, husky voice.

Somehow, his name from Lyra's mouth sent shivers down to his spine. Never had he ever felt so intimidated by a woman.
Her perfume drove him crazy. Her eyes pierced through his soul.

'But, I would like to keep you for now. Who knows, you can be of some help!'

'Take them and make sure to lock them up in separate rooms in our penthouse's basements.'
Lyra instructed her teammates who all were present there as she left in her SUV.

She was a clever young woman who commanded her group to arrive on the spot as she knew something was definitely not legitimate with John. She went there,  completely prepared and took her defense!!

                         

                        To be continued :)