Dead Heart

Jas

Raya's POV

Just woke up in the middle of the night after a long time trying to sleep. I just remembered that the journalist lives somewhere close by.

I got up, put my boots on, got out and start walking to the address.

When I reached the house I knocked a couple of times and the lady I expected opened up. She was more snatched in real life.

"Hello, may I help you?" She blindly asked.

"Sure, sure" I said with an evil grin. "May you let me in." I added.

Her face then suddenly turned  into a frown then she closed the door. Before it closed shut I opened it and went in. I left her at the door and headed to the couch in the next room.

After a few moments she slowly closed the door and turned to me. I could tell that she was in deep thought thinking of an escape plan. I just laughed and rolled my eyes. "Come on, you know you can't do anything. Come have a chat with me, I won't hurt you." I stated.

She felt like she had no choice so she walked into the living room and sat on the sofa opposite the couch I sat on practically shivering. "So tell me dear, what did I ever do to you. Why are you fucking with me huh?" My words pierced in anger.

I don't know what happened to the fearful woman who sat on the sofa but she just evolved to a fearless warrior. "Miss Kint, you are a murderer and you know that, I want justice for the people you killed." She boldly said.

I then stood up and started walking around. "Mhhh" I chuckled. "Do you have a sister?" I asked. She then nodded. "Trust me I won't hurt her, but what you are saying here Miss Martinez is that you want justice for one person who could have taken your sister and sold her to another country as a sex doll. You are saying you want justice for another person who could have killed your sister, molested her and sold her body parts for wealth. You Miss Martinez want justice for a person who is just like me. The difference is just that they kill because they can and also want the money. Is that what you meant?" I questioned.

She then started thinking. "No, but.... "

"It's okay, will you also want justice for me when I die? In that case go on, stir up the public and drive them into killing me, but when your sister Tasha disappears, I'll just be in my grave saying ' I told you so'." I said and then went towards the door and opened it, before I went out I stopped and looked back at her. " And that's not a threat, just insight." I stated and left.

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Early in the morning I woke up and went back to the mansion so that El wouldn't pick out that I hadn't slept there.

I got there and went upstairs still with a lot in mind. About Zara, about Phanuel's training and about agent Ross.

When El finally woke up I went downstairs before he could even make breakfast. "Morning Master." He greeted.

"Follow me." I told him walking down towards the basement.

He walked behind me knowing exactly what I had in mind. "But Master I haven't even had breakfast yet." He whined.

We got in the basement. I gave him a strict look and he went up and tied himself up. Ya, he can tie himself up but he needs me or another human being to untie him. "Hang on for like four hours, I won't forget you this time." I assured him and left.

I took a long bath and put on some comfy clothes; black sweatpants and hootie. I then went to the living room and started looking for a movie to watch while ordering chocolate icecream online.

After sending my order I received a call from Liam. Should I answer it? I let it ring to the end then he called once again. 'I wonder what he wants' I queried as I watched the phone ring for the second time. It then went silent and I continued looking for a movie to watch.