D a p h n e

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Chapter 2: Hans wants his ex-wife dead

"Madame Nyx, someone wants to meet you." Mrs. Rivera smiles as I stretch my arms and lean on the office chair.

"Let him come in."

The door swings open revealing the Vice Mayor himself, Hans Andrews. He corrupts the city's money through taxes,buys drugs, and orders to kill people here.

"Greetings Mr. Andrews. What brings you here today?" I greet him, addressing him to sit on the chair in front of him. He gave me his usual toothy grin and grabs a folder from his bag.

"I am here to request a murder." He informs, sliding the folder near me.

"Kelly Andrews? Your own wife?" I say calmly while raising my eyebrow at him the moment I opened the folder. "Why so?" I ask, looking at his teary olive eyes.

"She divorced me and took my son!" He yelled with frustration as tears fell gracefully on his glassy eyes.

"How much will you bet for that?" I ask with boredom.

"One billion dollars." He rudely hands me a briefcase with money. Taking a deep sigh, I snatched the contract from the wooden drawer and hand it to him.

"Sign this. If the police found out it was you, don't put us to the blame. You pay for your own price." I reminded him and he hands me the contract back.

"I know. After all, money solves everything as of now." He shakes my hand.

"Of course Mr. Andrews." I let go and we all stood up. "It was a pleasure to make business with you." I gave him my usual poker face.

"I want her dead by midnight Dawson." He reminds and open the door. I nod and he closes the door. Placing my butt on the seat again, I open the briefcase counted the money and made sure it isn't counterfeit.

"Mrs. Rivera, call the Black Team. We'll have a meeting at the conference room by 5 in the evening." I commanded and she nods, leaving me alone. Grabbing a glass of apple juice from the tiny refrigerator under the table, I found this case quite fascinating.

No powerful man would request Night Owl to kill his own wife; or should I say ex-wife. He could've just kidnapped the child and left her behind and not kill her in such way if she hasn't done wrong to him.

Standing up, I decided to take a nice hot bath with my favorite mango scented body wash. Suddenly, Mrs. Rivera came on knocking my bathroom door. "Madame, Mr. Hernandez wants to see you." She informs.

"Tell him I'll be ready in a few minutes." I yell back. Guess me and long baths aren't meant to be.

Wiping my hair, I decided to wear my black  high waisted shorts and a crimson red spaghetti strapped sleeveless shirt. Going back into the office with my bunny slippers, I spotted Mr. Hernandez sitting down and patiently waiting for me.

"I apologize if I kept you waiting for too long. " I pat his back and sat on my chair.

"It's fine young master. I actually came here to ask you something." His voice came out in a low tone; it can be only heard across the room and the room only.

"Speak." I allow him. He took a deep intake of breath before he opened his mouth to speak.

"The vice mayor came not too long ago am I right?" He asks and I nod. "I got some information that Kelly Andrews got kidnapped by the mayor to seek revenge to Andrews.

"Crap. Andrews requested to kill his wife for one billion dollars. We have to come up with a back up plan." I exclaimed, slamming my hand on the table with frustration.