It Had Been A Week Since I Arrived At The White Sharks Base and The First Mission For Me Was Tonight. The 5 So Called Leaders Of The Gutter Snakes Were All In South London In A Club For A Meeting Tonight and I Made It My Job To Infiltrate The Meeting, I Had Been Reading The Files Of The Leaders All Morning and It Was Unbelievable How They Kept Out Of My Black Book.
Harry Styles-
66 Murders, 63 Thefts , 6 Assault Against Officers, 3 Counts Of Prostitution
Louis Tomlinson-
63 Murders, 60 Thefts, 5 Assault Against Officers, 3 Counts Of Prostitution
Niall Horan-
60 Murders, 60 Thefts, 6 Assault Against Officers, 2 Counts Of Prostitution
Zayn Malik-
63 Murders, 59 Thefts, 3 Assault Against Officers, 3 Counts Of Prostitution
Liam Payne-
59 Murders, 53 Thefts, 3 Assualt Against Officers, 2 Counts Of Prostitution
I Had Looked Over Their Files Over and Over Again To See If Any Of The Girls Had Left Information Or Even If They Had Any Mistresses That Got Away, But I Had To Give Props To Them To Hide Their Tracks With Such Ease.
''So Who's Your Target For Tonight?'' Michael Had Been Grabbing Me Some Coffee Because We Had been Working Since Nine In The Morning and It Was Nearing Five.
''I'm Going To Go For Styles, He's Either Good At Covering His Tracks Or Means The Least Harm, So I'm Going To Take My Chances,'' Also From All The CCTV Photos, He Looked Like The Most Skinny Meaning My Blades Would Have More Effect In Emergencies, But The Sharks Don't Know I'm Going To Be Taking My Weapons.
''Well You Better Be Going, Your New Cars Behind, Here Are The Keys,'' I Grabbed The Keys and Made My Way To The Parking Lot. Once I Arrived My New Ferrari N-Largo Was Waiting For Me and I Was More Then Happy.
I Started The Ignition And Made My Way Down To South London. The UK Territory Was Harry's Thus The Club In South London Was Something Expected Since The North Is Sharks Territory. The Club, 'HOLY GRAIL' Was A Newly Modified Pub and The Meeting Floor Was Completely Knocked Off To The Public, That Meant I Would Have To Sneak In And That's What I'll Do.
I Pulled Up At The Employee Parking Lot and Took Out The Fake ID I Had Made Earlier. The Back Entrance Clicked Open and I Made My Way Into The Changing Rooms, Finding A Bar Tenders Uniform Was Easy Shit So I Slipped On The Bright Pink Cocktail Dress and Black Stiletos. I Looked Whorey With The Lace Headress and Tights But This Was My Job So Nonetheless I Headed Out.
I Walked Through The Stairs and Through The Door and Behind The Bar. I Poured Some Shots Whilst I Scanned The Room; Styles Was Preoccupied By A Server In The Back Corner, Horan Was At The Pool Table Playing With A Couple Of Guys, Malik Was On The Phone and Tomlinson Was Flirting With Another Bartender Further Up The Bar. Around Twenty More Of Them Were Dotted Around The Room But Where Was Payne?
BANG
I Looked At The Door To See Payne Walking In and Damn Did He Look Different From The Pictures. He Was Much More Tatted Up and Muscly Then The Last CCTV Picture From May. I Kept My Head Low and Filled The Shots On To Trays Whilst They All Gathered Around A Table, I Watched As The Girls Moved Behind The Bar and Just Stood There. I Turned Around and Tapped One Of The Nearest Girl's Shoulders.
