forbidden fruit//a.aretas

~Chapter 9~

Jasmine's pov

3 years later...

I work quickly at the ropes on my wrists. This mission in Russia was becoming a drag. I had been here about a month, all in order to become a fake hostage to bust one of the biggest human trafficking organizations. It was a tedious mission that I was ready to be done with. I missed Armando and everyone else. It would've been done if we did it my way. But of course Mike and Rita preferred a more thought out plan.

I let the ropes on my wrists drop as I begin to untie the ropes at my ankles. When those are gone, I pull a small knife out my boot. The concrete cell I'm in only has one way out so I knew I had to break through the gate locking me in. I quickly picked at the lock with the edge of my blade until I heard a click. I quietly open the door until I hear some footsteps.

"He-" I quickly threw the knife, and it was lodged into the man's forehead. Instantly killing him. I quickly disarm him of his gun and scan his body for extra rounds. I smirk after finding his badge and a set of keys. I duck off into a corner by a vent. With some simple acrobatics I'm hanging from the vent. With my knife, I unscrew it and hop in.

I continue crawling through the vent, grimacing at the smell and the sight of rats. I then hear voices as I slow to a stop.

"I need the people shipped now!" A man yells in a thick russian accent. His name is Nikolai. He's been on Miami PDs lists for a long while. I watch as the man he was speaking to hurriedly leaves. I quietly remove the vent cover and prepare for my attack. I watch as Nikolai paces the room until I drop down. His eyes widen, but before he can speak I knock him out cold.

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I tighten the cables around his feet and wrist as he's bound to a table. I flip my hair up into a bun as a prepare myself. I had quietly taken Nikolai to a disclosed location and took his phone. I already forged a text for his goons to ship the innocent people, right to Miami's docks. Where law enforcement would be waiting for them. It was too easy. But I wasn't done with the leader.

I snapped my gloves on smoothing my apron. The sound making my victim stir. I smile sinisterly as he looks to me. I can already see his eyes start to water. He was so pathetic.

"Aw what's the matter?" I chuckle looking down at him, holding a pair of pliers. Then he just begins to cry. Screaming and praying for his wife, family, his mistress, and god to save him. I chuckle before clipping the pliers onto one nail.

"What do you want from me? Please!" The man begs, trying to pull against the cables.

"Who's paying you?" I ask. Slowly pulling his nail from the nail bed. He shrieks louder than anyone I've heard as he sobs.

"It was the White Wolf. Please spare me!" He says quickly. But I needed a name that wasn't good enough.

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Ring ring ring

"Hello?" I asnswer.

"What you doing right now Lil B?" It was Marcus. I smiled, I had missed him.

"Um, I'm in Russia. Just castrated the infamous Nikolai...and he's choking on his own dick. What's up?" I ask prepping my tools for another round of torture.

"I need you back. Me and Mike. They trying to frame Cap." Marcus says in distress.

Shit was definitely about to hit the fan.

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im sorry guysss i just got back from vacation
longer chapter soonnn
pls forgive me 😔