The Anonymous

Chapter 10: Rendezvous

Ashton's point of view**

10: 00 pm Night

I've thoroughly analyzed every move, every outcome of our plan. It needs to be short and precise if we are going to trick them and get Jessica. We can't let them see our faces. Hopefully, they will maintain their integrity by remaining anonymous and not be present. The Anonymous has never been seen to their victims. According to the dark-web chatroom anyway. I'm not placing all my faith in a chatroom but its a theory of mine. It's hard to make it stick when there are missing pieces.

I stood in the hallway tapping my feet, waiting for Jérôme to shoot me a text, so I can leave. I specifically told him, if we are going to do this, then we are going to do this right! I was dressed in all black for this rendezvous. I told him to bring a mask to keep his face hidden. I told Aeon nothing of my mission because I knew, she would want to tag along. It's simply not a productive idea to let her come along. She's better off here.

Aeon strolled into the kitchen staring at me as she walked passed me. I notice she was wearing grey sweatpants and a white t-shirt. The t-shirt was pretty big for her small frame. I smirked at her as she looked at me. I guess she realized that's the safest outfit around me.

I've been giving her the cold shoulder all day, so she knows not to mess with me. I just don't have the patience to deal with her today. I have more important things that require my energy. I need to focus on this plan and I can not have her distracting me.

Aeon's point of view****

I came downstairs to get some water before bed, as I notice Ashton leaning on the Kitchen island. He had on a black hoodie, black-distressed jeans, and black sneakers. On a regular day, it would have been fine, but he looked so shady waiting there tapping his feet.

I was so irritated with him after the way he spoke to me yesterday, in front of Jérôme. I think he could sense it too. I decided to mess with him. I looked over at him with a devilish smirk on my face.

I got a glass of water from the fridge and ask, "You look like you're going to rob somebody".

*Ashton ignored me--

I continued on with my banter, "the outfit works with your batmobile too, one step closer to batmen"

He wasn't letting up, he was downright ignoring me and completely preoccupied with his phone. He won't even turn his head in my direction. I felt like a failer. Staring at him with a glass in my hand and taking a sip.

I decided to try a more direct-approach and see what was so important that's causing him to ignore me. I walked and positioned myself in front of him, closer than usual. I placed my glass on the island and stared up at him. His facial expression was neutral. His bright green eyes were intently focused on his phone. It's almost comical that he can keep a straight face for so long. I stood on my tippy toes to see what had him so focus. I was pretty close to him. He always smelt so good. His cologne wasn't overpowering it was subtle. Unlike him as a person. But it was the type of smell that had me addicted. I guess, I hate-to-love-it. Ashton notice what I was doing, as he moved his phone closer to his face making it impossible for me to see his phone now.

"You're so ridiculous" I spoked up at him while lowering myself back down from my tippy toes.

Just as he turned away from me, I notice something hanging in the back pocket of his jeans. I pulled at it instantly. I held it up to my face with an expression of amusement.

"Why do you have a mask in your back pocket are you going to do something shady?". I asked now curious with a finger to my lip.

Ashton's eyes darted on my so fast, glaring at me with his death-stare. Unfortunately for me, I was too slow to catch up to his change in demeanor. I was simply high of excitement. What can I say? I've been bored for the past two days.