Chapter 13: Where Crimson Hands Cheered

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Liberty and democracy became unholy when their hands are dyed red with innocent blood,

~Mahatma Gandhi

"Is she always like that?" Isaac asks Frodo once Kaira is out of earshot.  Frodo turns and chuckles at Isaac, he hasn't even seen half of it.

"Do you mean the constant heartless comments, threatening, sometimes highly functional sociopathic remarks, especially to men? Yeah, she has been like that since that the first day I met her." He answers Isaac grinning with pride in his eyes, "But she is the best boss ever, she keeps us all alive."

"Seriously, what happened to her?" Isaac continues to inquire. Something inside of him wants to know more about Kaira's mysterious past. No one really knows her past except for the people she knows, who is hardly anyone. Who are those that hurt her so much that, her whole idea of men is filled with negative and dreadful views?

"It is not my story to tell. And Ms Kaira does not speak to anyone about this. People spread rumours and stories about her and what happened, so I wouldn't trust what anyone says anyway." he says and walks into the bar, "C'mon Mr Cruise we need to get you a job.

Isaac powers walk to keep up with him. The golden glow of the bar hits his eyes, glistening in the centre was the exquisite chandelier cascading from ceiling illumination the large barren bar. The lux velvet chairs and sofas abandoned, untouched bottles of liquor in militant rows trailing across the wall behind the counter. The upswept dusty dance floor desolated, seems unused for years. Grand Doric style pillars rose to the ceiling holding up the cracked roofs.

Isaac looks back to Frodo who is talking in Russian to a well-built man, with his muscles popping out of the tight black suit he is wearing. Minutes later Frodo comes back to him. "You got the job and remember your name is Rick," he says.

"Oh great! One question though, this bar hasn't been used for ages why is that?" Isaac asks. Frodo looks nervous for a second, yet he stands confidently. 

"Oh, so you noticed that." He says. He comes closer and starts to whisper. "The Indian mafia was here once, a big shootout occurred and the Russian mafia's leader's brother was killed by an Indian assassin. It has not been used until now." He explains making sure no one hears. Isaac an 'oh' with his mouth in understanding. "Is that why Kaira chose this bar?" Isaac confirms his speculations. Frodo smiles in humour. "Yes, Kiara always has reason and plan for everything, never doubt her or her judgment, ever," he tells him.

Frodo then takes Isaac to the counter and starts to explain what to do and what not to do. Don't talk to anyone; always keep a lookout for anything suspicious; don't do anything suspicious; always listen on the intercom.

"This is how all four of us will communicate before you go anywhere turn this on and talk into it. If you hear anything about the Indian Mafia, you tell us. And vice versa. This is, so we know where each of us is. It is 9 am now, so change into the uniform and start cleaning the place. People will start to come in 3 hours. It is the opening night, so a lot of people are coming. Keep your ears and eye out for everything and everyone. And trust no one except for Kaira." with that Frodo leaves Isaac in the ghost town of the bar and goes through the red door on the other side of the large hall.

Isaac goes into the bathrooms and changes into the uniform places his thing in the lockers in the staff room. Isaac starts to clean the surface areas of the counters. Frodo checks on him every half an hour. So the next couple of hours Isaac unknowingly spends cleaning the room where blood was spilt and the crimson hands' cheered. 

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