A Dangerous Captive (Completed)

10. Target 1 Pt.1

Song: Don't Sit Down Because I've Moved Your Chair - Arctic Monkeys

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Adelaide

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I don't know what he wanted with me but whatever it is, I couldn't do it.

I just needed the money.

With that money, I could finally know what it meant to create instead of take.

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"Are you ready?"

Jamie's voice sounded through the door as I wiped my palms on the waitress outfit I had on. 

My hair wasn't perfect but it would do. 

My blonde roots had started to show and I needed to hide them before we left to kill this American man. 

Even though it wasn't necessary to dye it because he probably wouldn't know that it was the server with the bad roots that poisoned him, I felt like I had to do it.

Jamie and Jaekyung had offered to come up to my bathroom to help with the process and I had reluctantly agreed even though neither of them had any experience in dyeing hair. 

By the end of the session, there was black hair dye splattered everywhere from the walls to the floor, to the ceiling.

The goddamn ceiling.

In the end, I had to take control, making them wait outside in my bedroom, them laughing their butts off and me annoyed at their childish antics.

I grabbed a few smaller knives and pulled up my shirt, strapping them on my stomach and stuffing them in my bra before tucking my button-up shirt back into the mini skirt I was being forced to wear.

Recently, Jamie had been warming up to me again, speaking to me now and then andI'd be lying if I said that my heart didn't flutter a little at the sound of his familiar velvety voice. 

As much as I would like to hate Jamie for the fact that he faked his death, in the end, we were working as a team and we needed to act like one if we wanted to finish the job and go our separate ways. 

I wasn't ready to let him back into my heart yet. 

For the time being, we could just coexist.

"Yeah," I replied.

He nodded curtly before making his way over to me and resting his hands on my shoulders. 

He looked into my eyes, dark to light.

"You'll do great tonight, Ads."

I didn't smile at his words, they didn't comfort me in the slightest. 

But then again, what exactly does one say to someone the night they're supposed to murder a person?

He sighed and his cheeks flushed a little before he said, "you need to undo some of the top buttons on your shirt."

I shrugged his hands off my shoulders, leaving the room before he could embarrass himself any further. 

I walked down to the entrance of the mansion where Romano and Jaekyung were waiting.

When walking down the winding staircase, I could feel the gaze of not only Romano but Jaekyung, looking me up and down, taking in my appearance. 

I don't blame them. 

The skirt I wore could hardly be called a skirt and my white button-up shirt already had multiple buttons undone, even though Jamie suggested I undid more.