Crazy, No, Well Maybe

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Time, time went out with her mother that day. She never came back, not like Z was surprised by it though, her mother  is a liar after all. Z, is a child genius, her IQ is higher than almost anyone. She can speak, read and write in many languages.

Her mother hates her because of it. 

She knows that she's not crazy, and is smart. That's how she knows the real reason why she was locked up and hates her mother even more than from when she didn't remember. She's finally getting out of here, though.  He said he would come soon. A man, most people would not call a good man, because he is a gang boss, but he is her hero for tonight, that is if he comes.

Whoop, here he is, the "bad" guy!

"Come on, we don't have much time!"

"I know, that is if we don't want to hurt anyone." She replies smirking at him, and snickering.

They were walking down the hall because she didn't care if any of the staff got hurt, or worse. Soon they walk passed some dead guards, she smirks thinking 'assholes'.

                                                                        ONE WEEK LATER

"Hey, RJ!" she yells.

"Yeah?" He replies looking at his phone screen and not bothering to look up.

"Soda?" She still yells.

"No, look Z, I understand why you would want to get out AND why you would want to keep your name a secret but..." RJ says sarcastic about the name part. He pauses for a moment to look up at Z, who is now sitting on the opposite couch from him. 

"But?"

"Are you going to join or get a job?" he sighs.

"Both."

"Oka- Wait WHAT?!" the other one in the room named Min shouts at the girl that sits in front of them.

"Yes, all I need is for RJ to give me the gang," she states like RJ would.

"And why would he do that!?" Min asks a little smugly for his friend.

"What would you do with being the boss?" RJ asks calmly not being surprised by Z's request.

"Change. I would change this gang for the better. Making us rich in the process." Confidence was written on her face and evident in her voice.

He sighs, "Fine."

"Boss? Why?" Min questions.

"I trust her, and we aren't really doing much it wouldn't hurt to give it to her."

"Any commands Boss?" RJ has a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Yes, RJ. Min get me a computer," Z orders her new subordinate.

"You heard her Min, go get one for her." RJ yells at Min who is walking out of the room, angry at RJ for giving the gang to an almost total stranger.

"Yeah, yeah fuck you!" Min replies.

                                                               A WEEK LATER

"Mr. Simon, wants to do the deal boss!" A, shouts happily.

"Which one?" Z, questions.

"The billion one!" A, replies still excited with her Brooklyn accent.

"Okay, call Mrs. Fleen, and tell her that I'm fine with the trade and I'm won't be attending as well."

"Yes, boss but who will be going instead?" A, asks curiously of her boss.

"You," Z, says not even looking up from her paperwork. Her voice, monotone, hiding her thoughts about this change.

"Me?" A, is very surprised at the confidence Z is giving her. But doubting her boss's decision.

"Yes, I trust you enough and get Mr. Robin on the phone."

"Yes, boss." A, walks out of Z's office.

"Z, do you know what your doing? Why not send me in?" RJ who was sitting on a chair in front of her desk asks offended.

"Because I told her to. And if you call me that again and Imma kill you."

"Yes, BOSS!" He storms off while slamming the door behind him. More than a little upset at the change in Z since she's taken over.

Right after, A, comes back into the office with a phone. "Boss, here!" she passes the phone over.

"Speak." Z, says curtly.

"Hello...this is Mr.Robin, I was called?"

"Yes, Mr.Robin, about that deal..." Z stretches her words.

"Oh yes, i-it's ready. Um what should I call you?" He stutters fearing that what he is asking could get him killed. 

 "Call me Z."

"Do you mind me asking if you are a male or female?"

"Yes, and send to 104. Now is that all?"

"Yes."

She hung up. Z always uses a voice modifier when on the phone.

"A, go get RJ."

"Yes, Boss."

"He better not try anything tonight," she whispers to herself.

"You called Z?" RJ comes back in.

"Yes, I want you to go pick up the  Mr. Robin trades."

"Fine, what time?" RJ looks at his watch.

"Now. It shouldn't take too long. Anything goes in a way you don't like kill everyone there." She says writing down something and looking down at her desk at papers. 

"Go, get W, A. RJ you should go." A, went out to go find W while RJ leaves. After about twenty minutes A, comes back.

"Boss..." A, said slowly with a breaking voice.

"What?" still looking down at her papers, Z, says in irritation without looking up from her paperwork.

"He's dead. W's dead."

"What? Okay, who?" Z, says calmly.

"Them." A, says with a dark and ominous tone. Z is doing her best to keep her temper down to keep from exploding.

"OKAY! I'm done with these assholes! If you see 'them' kill 'them'! That's a command!" Z finally loses control. Smiling creepily the whole time, making A have shivers run down her spine.

"Boss, we can't. 'Them' are to powerful!" A, says with concern for her life and not sure that Z won't kill her.

"Yo, A, what did I tell you?" She simply asks frowning at the scared girl in front of her.

"To always follow orders...," she looks down.

"So does this count?" Z asks irritated and doing her best to not kill A.

"Yes...but boss-," A, tries to change her mind.

"A!" She says sternly terrifying A.

"Y-yes boss!" A stutters.

"Go now." She sighs, she knows that A has good reason to be afraid of 'Them.'