Chapter Nine

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Destiney POV. 

Entering my office I lay the files down and opened my laptop to hack into the company's central software database. I need to clear any evidence that I went to Mr. Brown's office today. Within two minutes I was done cleaning. I need to blackmail him so what better way to do that than to hack into his personal computer?

Stupid stupid stupid, that was what I thought when I saw the firewall he put up for his password. Who would have put a hamster as a password? Only Mr. Pervert Brown. I mean this is the IT department shouldn't the manager of this department be smarter in choosing a password?

Yes, it makes my job easier; but I am just saying what the actual fuck.  

Wait a minute. What is going on here?  

Pictures and videos of Mr. Brown with small girls and boys having sex, These kids are no more than 14 to 17 years of age, what the actual fuck; He is not a pervert he is a Pedophilia. How does Mr. Lopez have a man working in his company like this, he should be dead. going to jail is too weak of a punishment for animals like him. I need to do something about this, He needs to pay for what he has been doing.  

23467 NW burn way street house#23 10282 That is his address. Mr. Brown, I will be visiting you shortly. 

Now that I have discovered that The black Shadow Mafia has a hand in this company. I need to protect myself, I need to set up a base, My training starts now. After running away I told myself that I will not fight or get my hands dirty, but now it seems like my past has caught up to me. I will be ready for what's to come, I have a feeling that there will be a war and this war will be more than what anyone has ever seen. 

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By the end of my work day I make my way out of my office, I didn't see Miss Fan anywhere, Guess she is hiding from me. Keep hiding don't stop; I will find you and I will have my way with you. 

Entering the elevator I descend down to the lobby. Exiting the building I called a cab within three minutes a cab was at my feet. I provide him with my address waiting for the car to drop me at my location. Twenty minutes later I was at a location that I came to know very well. I paid the cab driver and make my way toward my temporary home. Cutting through houses and dromping over fences I finally made it to my house.  Pushing my house door open, I make my way inside; I need to take a shower that's the only way I can think about my next move.

My wig, my contacts, and clothes were all off. I lay down in the tub feeling the cold of Alaska wash over me, Numbing all pain and worry that surrounded me. 

My brain starts processing my surrounding, laughter could be heard from a distance. I couldn't see clearly who was there, but I know the voices; and faces of all these men from the Black Shadow Mafia. Except for one of them, He was more like a doctor of some sort, He always had his face hidden from me, and he never talks either but  I do remember that he always has on a white cote. He was the one that take care of me when I was back from all my missions. He would give me pills or string me up on machines. Sometimes I would be on these machines for weeks. Who was that guy I don't remember?  

'Hello... Destiney', Do you remember me?

Blinking furiously trying to adjust to the brightness of the room that I was put into for the moment, only cause me a second to realize that we are in the punishing room. Facing me is George to my right, Troy to my left, and Allandro in the middle. Knowing all the rules for this room only leave a ten-year-old girl more terrified of not obeying orders. If you don't answer when you were spoken to, you will get punished, and by punished; I don't mean getting whipped or cut, I mean getting a bullet in your body, then salt later placed on the wound without anything to stop the pain and later remove the bullet in the said pain. They will shoot you in any area of your body except your head, heart, and where that can kill you. 

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