Makings Of A Rogue

chapter 13

The madame of the establishment strolled in, in her signature multi coloured robes and silks, a flowery scent following her, she was a tiny woman of about sixty, her hair dyed purple, she had aged well, she was still a beauty and must have been a heart throb in her youth.
"Do not destroy dress, very expensive, come I help," she said with a heavy dutch accent, raising her wrinkled hands towards Alane, who reluctantly walked to her having been at her mercy since arriving there. She expactly tamed the dress by hooking it to the straps of the garter belt, then made Alane move in a circle to see her handy work.
"Mooi!" She said jumping and clapping her hands happily very pleased with the end result, and just like clock work asked the same question she had been haunting Alane with since her arrival.
"Want work here, everyone wants you, make lots of money, later get rich husband, Meegaan meegan?" Alane declined like she always did, then laughed and kissed the old lady on the cheek. This made madame smile and walk away muttering curse words under her breath, What a waste of beauty she thought wishing she was young again.
"Its show time," the agent maning the screens and secret cameras in and out of the building shouted, making the buzz in the room die down, everybody taking their assigned position.
Alane glanced at the huge screen set at the end of the room, showing a group of men entering the upper floor where the party was being held, the camera operator zoomed in on their target, a tall middle aged man, sporting a ridiculous moustache, with a no nonsense air around him. Mr Oliver Muzza the founder and Lord of particularly nasty gang stationed in Sydney, which delt in drugs, assassinations and kidnapp, and they offered their service anywhere in the world.
"Zoom in at the person next to him, is that?," Alane said walking closer to the screen.
"Yes John Muzza. Chrismas just come early baby." Pete piped in, standing next to Alane, as they looked at the enhanced picture of the son of the target and the top assassin in the organisation. He was actually a top five in their most wanted list, his crimes even shadowing his father's who had been in business for about twenty years.
The job had taken an even more dangerous twist and Alane didn't know if they were equipt to deal with it. She had to think fast. She dicided to call headquarters and update them on the new development, and share her plan to deal with it. She put down the phone and gestured for the team to gather around.
"Listen up people, we have two targets now, and this ups the stakes, there are very dangerous people in that room, I want you to be careful and dont hasitate, trust and follow the plan. Let's do this."