ONE
QUEEN AND GHOST
ATLANTA, GEORGIA
- 2 years later -
JUST LIKE HE PROMISED, KAIRO VERLIZE HAD become another person, Trey Veretti. He had created a person that didn't exist and even spent time creating a hacking device that he could use to find out everything about Queen. His sole mission was finding Beyoncé.
And then he found her.
When all of Beyoncé's information appeared on the screen, a sinister smirk appeared on his lips. He could do anything he wanted. He had her IP address so he could shut her electronics off. He could hack her phone and look at all her photos or send a message. He could also listen to her phone calls just to hear her sultry voice.
He then located her six mansion addresses all around the world and after some more typing, he was able to see the cameras on his screen. He clicked on her phone and began reading through her messages to her husband. The newer messages were dry but the older ones were extremely sexual. When he landed on a picture of her wearing red lingerie and smiling into the camera, his lips formed a firm line.
He stared at the outline of her curves and then moved his attention to her breasts which were pouring out of the small bra. Her pussy lips were barely on display and he imagined her long golden legs wrapped around his waist. She wore red lipstick and he wondered how she would look with it spread all over her face with her mascara running. God, she'd look a mess and he'd love it.
He could feel his cock growing harder as each second passed and he leaned into the chair, spreading his legs. He zoomed into the picture and smirked.
At first, he traveled to her multiple homes and tried to find her. Eventually, he found her in her estate in Savannah where she was staying for a couple of months. He stayed in the dark woods behind her home but there was something tantalizing about watching her and not being able to talk to her. So he created another plan; one that consisted of him seeing her every day.
Beyoncé was going on tour in a couple of weeks and he used this as the perfect opportunity to join her. He spent the last year learning electric guitar and drums. He surprised himself because music quickly became a passion of his. Whenever he wasn't quietly murdering people, he was playing his guitar in his bedroom. One day, one of his neighbors knocked on his door and he talked about the noise. Before Trey could kill the man, he explained he was in a band and they were looking for another guitarist. And that was how he got his first job and his first-ever friends.
Their names were Dave and Keith. Their band has worked with various artists including Kehlani, Wizkid, and John Legend. They often traveled across Georgia to play with other artists in clubs and concerts. There was Dave who was a drummer and Keith was vocals and bass guitar. They called themselves Soul Brothers.
Using his hacking device, he found the names of the electric guitarist, bass guitarist, and drummer in her band. Then he slaughtered their necks. With her band players dead, Beyoncé's representatives grew desperate to find people to substitute. So, they planned to scout out a famous club in Atlanta where different bands routinely play. When Trey found out about this, he murdered all the other bands so that his band would be the only one playing tonight.
He smirked as he parked his motorcycle in front of the club and tore off his helmet. After securing it, he headed towards the front doors in a rush, pulling out his pass for the club. The bouncer nodded his head and allowed him to enter inside. Hundreds of people gathered at Club Sin since it was the best club in Atlanta. Red LED lights shined on the massive glass staircase in the middle and the walls.
"Finally, your ass is here man," Keith said. The three men walked through the busy crowd and Dave couldn't help but look around. "Where the hell is Amina?"
