In The Name Of Trouble

Chapter 42

I was in the terrace of a building from which you could see the party through a window of the Cassandra Hotel. It was a normal birthday party of a 19 year old boy, his parents are freaking rich. And I'm going to take that to my advantage.

I put on my heels, which were made specially by Clint for preventing me from falling, its extremely balanced and light weight and perfect for fighting. One of the heels is a dose.

The plan's to get in the party, stamp the birthday boy's leg with the heel. Pull his unconscious ass out and throw him in the getaway car.

Why am I doing this? Someone's gotta compensate for the money and jewels I lost. And besides no one's expecting me. I'm in prison.

I put on my mask and contacts and pulled over the wig.
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"Thomas there's no one important going to that hotel. But I've still posted some guards there. You take rest and don't interfere. Clear?"

"Yes sir." I said as I entered the hotel.

"Where are you?"

"Home sir, with Lisa."

"Have fun."

"I try to." I hung up.

I wore a cap to block my face from the guards. I took a deep breath and stepped in.
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Getting past the metal detectors and the guards was a piece of cake. I had finally gotten into the bar. But finding the boy was hard.

Among that many kids and under the loud music and heavy lightings made my job harder than it should be.

I finally found him in the corner making out with some girl who didn't want him to do that. So practically, he's raping her.

Ok then, let's do this.

I danced all the way to the guy. He tried to take her dress of and nearly succeeded. She was pushing him away with maximum force but the figure wouldn't budge.

Obviously I can't do what I usually can in this case. So I'm just gonna distract him. Besides he looks drunk. Piece of cake.

I slid my arms around his waist and made him look at me. He looked at me and his eyes widened. Before he could think further, I crashed my lips onto his. He didn't resist but actually kissed me harder, his hands slid to my back and pushed me closer to him, if that was possible. I pulled back and put my finger on his lips. He just looked at me. I smiled and took him to an isolated corner next to the window.

I kissed him again and this was more intense than the previous one. He pushed his tongue inside my mouth and I bit it just to tease him. I slowly took my heel above his foot and just as I was going to stamp him full force, he moved his position and I stamped the hard ground which sent a small cramp up my body.

"Uhh" I muttered

"What's that?" He said in between the kiss.

"Nothing, happy birthday baby."

"Thank you."

"This is my gift." I stamped his foot right in the middle. I shut his mouth before he could scream. His eyes began to droop "You fucking rich ass rapist."

"Fuck!!!What is-"

"Shh" I put my finger on his lips "Shh, just go to sleep."

I put his limp body across my shoulders and was going to fall down due to the weight. I opened the window and threw him from the third floor. I peeked outside and saw he landed perfectly in the trash can, I jumped and landed in the trash next to him. Say what you will, but trash is an amazing pillow to break your fall.

I got him out of the can and tossed him into the car I had found and picked the lock in the parking lot.

And my job's done.