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Target

Sitting on the private plane, Amelia's eyes couldn't get off her brother's little bear that he carries around him every time and every day, but in this situation, it almost didn't make it. He on the other side, the bullet has made her way in the middle of his two eyebrows.

Pity doesn't come around here, specially when the bodyguard that was supposed to be your best friend and your most trusted person in the house, shoot your brother in the head and almost rape you. Of course the bullet was meant for her, and in Amelia's mind the thoughts didn't stop:

"You did it Amelia"

"You shoot him"

"It was your fault"

"You're a monster"

"He was your brother!"

"How could you do it?"

So, with a simple movement of her hand into her purse, a pill was taken out and dragged immediately into her mouth.

Well, it looks likes that instead of a three hours flight, it'll pass like it was 30 minutes, lucky her.

On the other side of the city, Octavia just finished to get a call from her father the one that didn't care of her existence, but when it comes to using her he makes sure she is the first that he will call.

Octavia was left on the second house of the family, in the place where she can be rotten and nobody will even notice. Her father only wanted a son and when it came that day he make sure that she would disappear, one way or another. So now, hearing the news, she couldn't believe that the golden Blackwood boy was murdered, worst, a child. The thought that was running into her mind was what assurance she has that wasn't her father behind this? Most importantly, if she fails it will be her, but he would make sure it would've be directly.

At this moment, she was located by the chair inside the house of the Blackwood's, waiting to get inside of the office, one that could have many proof of what he has done to her family, but she wasn't quite sure what her dad wants, if it isn't the proof, then what? Her thoughts were soon taken away when he called her. As she was entering the office, she noticed it is a quite luxury place, not that this house isn't, but here it's another life. Meeting him and shaking his hand makes her body and mind feel dirty, after all those the same hands was the ones who has her mother's blood in it, now if she wants to get out alive in this, she'll have to play the games.

Welcome Octavia Henderson, I must say I was impressed by your fast pace, almost like you already knew that I was needing it. Now, let me keep it straight to you, if you wish to land one finger on my daughter I'll make sure that it isn't only the finger that I'm taking out, are we clear? Adam was sitting by his chair, analyzing every move, every little thing that get out of place in her face, he promised to himself that he will not accept another child dead, another investment dead.

Perfectly clear, sir. I'm here to protect your daughter and keep her from danger. I hope we can trust each other in that. While her heart was racing and her mind was full of anger and discussed, she could keep a straight, comforting and trustable face. After all, she didn't stay in the house for nothing or at least to protect her from her own father.

That's all I wanted to hear Miss Henderson, I'm sure we could gain that trust. And just like that, with two smiles, she got out of the place, but not after passing into her huge room that stays right in front of her target and wearing her uniform, which is considerate as a suit, a black one.

After she got out of the bathroom, she couldn't help to notice the paper that was in her bedroom, so as she took it and just for her happiness - if you notice the irony - she'll have to spend a little more time cautious with her target.

She could feel her blood boiling as the paper turned into a ball in her hand,  just like Amelia, who couldn't get her thirst satisfied, until she sees the responsible be served at dinner.

Oh well, karma really is a bitch.