Cruel {Zarry}

15

They walked into the livingroom. Eying the whiteboard with pictures on them. Three pictures to be exact. One of a middle aged man and a middle aged woman. The last picture was turned on it's other side.

"Both take a seat." Robin said as he walked towards the whiteboard.

"This." He pointed at the middle aged man, "Is Yaser Malik, inventor of The Malik's company. Up next is Tricia Malik, lawfully wedded wife of Yaser."

"And last but not least" he turned the last picture. "Zayn Malik."

Harry would have been lying if he said that the black haired, brown hazel eyes and facial bone structure on the picture in front of him wasn't attractive.

"This is their son. Their only son." Robin turned to look at Harry. "Our target."

Harry swallowed hard.

"The December party isn't until the 3 months." Robin continued. "So we have three months to gather as much information about this boy as possible. His likes, dislikes, favorite place, childhood, past relationships, friends and last but not least; his prefrences in men. Find out what type of partner he is looking for, what his turn on and off's are."

"And how are we going to get all this information?" Anne dared to ask.

Robin chuckeld, "Well you're both jobless. Make yourself useful for once."

"How? By stalking?" Harry questioned next.

"I prefer to use the term 'research'." Robin answered while quoting the air with his hands.

"And suppose we do find all the information we need. How are we going to handle this? How are we going to get in touch with The Malik's, besides from that party." Anne asked.

"Simple." Robin stated. "We go to the party, Harry here, is going to make sure Zayn notice him. Maybe by talking or something. Once you do your research, you will be able to bring up everything that he likes. Then you ask him on a date. Start dating, gain his trust. Make him fall in love with you. Pressure him into marrying you. And then I will hire someone to take care of him."

"You mean hire someone to kill him." Harry rephrase his father's last sentence.

"Yes. And then you will be a young widow, ready for another relationship, one you actually want to be in. And we will be rich again."

"And how exactly are you planning on getting away with a murder? How do you know that the person you will hire is trust worthy?"

"Mhh..." Robin scratched the back of his head. "Oh what the hell, maybe I will do the murder myself."

"Okay and what if he doesn't like me? Or want to marry me?"

"You make sure he does."