New Neighbors

2.5

11 am, somewhere in the islands hotel room.

On a remote island, there's a woman, typing away on her computer, typing away as she drinks her iced vanilla coconut latte, her long black hair tied up, as she studies the screen in front of her, typing away as she is listening to some lofi music. Looking outside her window, the woman took in a deep breath as she gazed down at the citizens; The island breeze carried a beautiful waterfall sound, and the trees swayed gently as people chatted and shared their life stories with friends and family on social media. 

The sun was shining pleasantly, it was a peaceful Sunday as the young lady was eating some fruits with her latte. Music played downstairs, as she was on the third floor of the hotel she was in, in the lobby, while on the third floor, a young woman was typing out her paper.

As she glanced at her notes, for the next meeting, she noticed a notification from an old friend pop up from beside her..

She ignores it a first, because it really can't be the same guy from those years ago.

 The island wind takes a beautiful cascade, and trees blow nicely as the people chat, talk about life, and make their stories, sharing it with friends and family on their social media, the sun shines but not too much, it was a bliss Sunday, music was playing downstairs in the lobby, and on the third floor was a young woman typing out her paper.

 The gentle island breeze carries the soothing sound of a beautiful waterfall, swaying the trees as locals engage in lively conversations about their lives and share their stories with friends and family on various social media platforms. The sun shines brightly but not too intensely, casting a warm glow over the scene.  The blue, crystal ocean sings as it beachy waves hum over a gentle tune, as a woman is doing some work, her window open to hear the sounds of the outdoors, on her laptop as she's typing away when she relieves a phone call in the middle of her typing.

"Hello?" The woman answers in a stone-like tone, stretching her long slender legs, long arms were stretched wide, the woman's beauty capitated a lot of people; her eyes black but her lashes fluttered beautifully, but there was nothing inside of those sweet black eyes of her's and when you looked at these eyes, it was soulless, as she stands up, making her coffee as the view from her hotel room, closing it's blinds, she spoke with the man on the other line, with her Japanese accent.

"It's me, again."

The woman, now relieved, sat aside her work to answer her friend's question

"I have your payment ready for you." 

"Great, and all I need to do is to take out, what was that boy's name again?"

"Lee. Aleander Clark."

Looking around her hotel room, the woman, named Asenji, glanced down at her suitcase to see what she needed to do.

" I-um, well, went ahead and sent you a ticket to Miami, Florida,  dated a few days from now, and I want you to stay at the hotel not too far from there, if that doesn't work, be the secretary at the Indigo Miami Hotel, you're name is Asenji Sato, you just got this job, try to work your way to them. I hacked into the database at WHOOP, I'm putting the kids on a mission in Miami, instead of India, that should work for you."

The woman smiled, seeing a notification popping up about $100,000 pop up on her laptop, saying that the money being sent to her was in requested, she smiled to herself, flopped onto her bed.

"Once the deed is done, that money goes into your bank."

"Thank you, Mel, and I will contact you again once I've landed in Miami. Thank you for contacting me. I will kill Lee Clark..."