Black Widow

2.

"You made the news again" Shirley said as she threw a newspaper on my lap.

We were the old school type of girls, liked to read about ourselves in newspapers instead of on our phones.

Besides, we liked to keep every article they wrote about us. Which were a lot in the beginning, back then they thought I was a guy.

Because a woman couldn't possibly kill all those men on her own, right?

Then they figured I wasn't a guy, because men wouldn't cut each other's dick off.

Weak reasoning, but they were right. They were on the right track to find me but were still a long way away from home.

I always let them find the body, weaved in a web of ropes, their dick in their hand and two stab wounds in their neck.

But I got rid of everything else. I never left any traces of myself, cleaned the crime scene until it was spotless.

They had no idea who I was, so they started calling me the black widow.

Every article ended in the same way lately.

If you have any information about The Black Widow please contact the police on the following number.

"They will stop writing about me pretty soon" I chucked as I threw the newspaper back to her.

The police would stop the press pretty soon, because it was kinda pathetic that they couldn't find me, didn't even have a clue about who I was.

It was also embarrassing for them that I killed every predator they let go.
How could they keep explaining that it was yet again, a rich rapist?

A rich rapist that attended parties in fancy places instead of being behind bars.

They couldn't keep explaining that.

"Hmm I don't know about that" Shirley said as she put the newspaper next to her and grabbed her laptop instead. "This next one is a pretty big fish"

"I like them big" I smiled, looked at her. "Tell me about our big fish"

"Lots of money, sponsors Red Bull, is CFO of their biggest sponsor" she looked up from her laptop, at me. "Maybe we should skip this one"

"Hell no, he abused little girls, I'm definitely getting this one"

"Yeah" she mumbled. "I already thought you would say that"

She knew me well.

"He will probably be at the Monaco Grand Prix this weekend" she continued. "And so will we"

"How are we getting in?" I asked. Tickets were way too expensive for people like us.

"Oh we have paddock passes" she smirked.

"We do?"

"We sure do" she nodded.

Shirley was a genius, she could hack into everything, fake all kinds of stuff. I definitely couldn't do this without her.

"But you can't cause a scene there, we will just observe, okay?" She raised her eyebrow.

"I never cause a scene" I smirked, but she was right. I wasn't gonna draw attention to me.

And catching this one was gonna be pretty tough. I wasn't his usual type, I was way too old.
So how was I ever gonna be alone with this man?

I didn't know yet, didn't have a plan, which was unusual for me. I always had a plan. I was always prepared.

It was the first time I was going in this situation blind, but that didn't scare me.

Not at all.