Ascension of Lies

~ Part One ~

I strode into the expensive lobby of the Twin Dunes Bar and Casino and turned left into the massive room containing the luxurious bar. The cool air was refreshing due to the one hundred and ten degree dry weather outside in Avondale, Arizona. I came here to see a man by the name of Sean Pierce. He unbeknownst to me acquired my private cells number and the message he sent made it quite clear that he thought it imperative that I meet with him. At the time, I was in New York working out last minute technicalities of a job I'd been hired to accomplish with complete discretion. I honestly wanted a few days off from my tiring occupation but since his message seemed almost desperate it peaked my interest. What was most interesting is he gave no indication that he knew what precisely I did for a living. If he knew that I transformed myself from a fixer into a hit-woman for my more higher class clientele than I would have to dispose of him but that didn't mean I couldn't have a bit of fun disporting him first. I scanned the bar for a man wearing a bright red tie and black suit. His message read that it was how I would identify him in the large crowd and once I did I strut over to the bar stool he currently occupied.

"I believe you requested my presence." I whispered into his ear. He twisted his head to me unknowing that he laid his eyes upon the person the papers and media named ShivShot due to every bullet found in my victims having the shape of a blade etched into it. His eyes widened. I could only assume what his narrow mind was thinking. How could a magnificent blonde conceivably be the mercenary/fixer I extended my invitation to? My red gown-like skin tight dress flowed down to my ankles with a slit that went to right above my knee exposing my incredibly tan legs and left no part of my perfectly fit body to imagination. My golden hair fell in long silky waves down my back and with my piercing bright cerulean eyes and full lips always painted a shade of red, I've found I could magnetize and seduce any man or woman alike. I slid onto the bar stool adjacent to him and a flash of a smile at the bartender had me acquiring a free alcoholic beverage. I took a sip of my drink and watched Sean who was staring at me with his mouth slightly agape. "You expressed that our meeting was necessary. What pray tell is so dire that gained you the nerve to hack my cellphone and contact me?" He held up his own drink which looked to be a cheap beer and took multiple large gulps before answering. I gave him a once over with my eyes. His black suit looked expensive as did his crimson tie and shining black shoes. His chocolate colored hair was brushed back and his cocoa eyes were stammeringly enchanting yet somber. Over all he was quite attractive. It's a true shame he likely wouldn't live past tonight.

"I just need..." He cleared his throat and stuttered slightly as he said the word need "help from someone intelligent and dangerous. You...um...fit those requirements." I grinned at him in a way that would make anyone nervous. I've met many poor liars in my day but Sean is now ceremoniously one of the worst conversationalists I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. So I quietly told him that I was well aware that he was lying his fine ass off which immediately made him look ready to bolt.

"Who forced you to reach out to me?" I inquired as I placed my drink down on the bars counter. He shook his head.

"What? No...No one." He stuttered again. I leaned in close and slipped my custom made, black, serrated bladed, Benchmade knife from the strap on my thigh. While pressing the sharp blade against his torso, my other hand stroked his neatly sculpted hair.

You are in over your head in ways you can't possibly imagine." I leaned in close to his face and began to whisper. "But that won't prevent me from killing you. Now why don't you try answering again?" He cleared his throat and nodded slightly.

"There's a man. He told me to lure you here. He said you were a murderer but you wouldn't hurt me." I cupped his face with my hand and leaned in even more.

"This mystery man lied to you. I have two questions for you Sean. The first is why this man wanted me here. The second is what am I going to do with you?" He gazed into my eyes with his full of utter terror at my threat but instead of making an effort to calm him I threw a seductive yet viscous grin his way and ran a hand through his silky hair.

"He never said why. I swear to you. Don't kill me. I will do anything." I smiled, giving him a light kiss before moving far back enough to look into his eyes.

"I just adore men who will do anything in my name especially when motivated by fear." I stroked his hair again. Then I retreated from our close proximity, leaning back all the way sliding my knife back into the strap on my thigh with one hand and sliding my other hand onto his thigh. "Now, you really shouldn't use words like murderer. People merely pay me to clean up their messes. Sometimes I come to realize that they are the real mess so I do as they ask. It just doesn't work out in their favor. So you see it isn't murder. It's merely business. Do you understand?" As I picked up my drink he stared at me with a mix of curiosity and fear swirling in his eyes. By the time I finished sipping my drink and placing my glass back onto the counter he had nodded his head slightly again.

"I...I understand." I stood and patted him on the cheek.

"Lovely. Now, if this man contacts you again you need to call me." I wrote my new disposable cells number on a napkin and slipped into his back pocket and left my hand there. "I will come to you but in exchange I want to know every single detail about him. No matter how minuscule the particular detail seems. He nodded vigorously. I smiled and gave him a long breathtaking kiss. When I pulled back I put my hand on his bicep and began to slowly slide it down his arm.

"Every move I've made on you has been to conceal my identity. The final step to our little performance will include me grasping your hand and taking you out of this bar. The man with the laughable attempt to stay hidden in the deep brown coat and hat has had his eyes practically super-glued to my back from the moment I entered the room. He will assume I am only a woman in need of a client and you will do nothing to dissuade him from my façade. Do you understand?" Sean nodded and when he stood he was close enough for me to whisper into his ear. After another short kiss I intertwined his fingers with mine and led him out of the casinos bar.

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I dropped Sean a few blocks from where he lived and while I had to give him points for his healthy amount of caution I already knew everything about him that was online or in all government files. All the helpful data was compiled by a friend in the FBI. The copious amount of information included Sean's address as well as some other extremely private tidbits that I plan to use for blackmail if necessary. I then drove not much further than a mile away past the Twin Dunes to the perfect place to lie low, the Crimson Isle. I entered the small yet extremely fancy building and admired how well cared for and perfectly designed mixture of a motel and hotel it was. I rang the miniature metal bell to alert the owners that I had arrived and didn't wait long until one of them appeared to lead me to my own space. The owners of the fine establishment which I knew well, as I did with most of peoples like them across the country, grant me the largest room available and medical attention as needed free of charge. In return, any favors they need, I do for them at a minimal fee. I also am provided with room service whilst no one else is in these Arizona safe house-like-hotels due to the fling with the head cook and I honestly had the woman utterly wrapped around my finger. They had a infamous reputation of discretion and protection for all high end criminal parties whether it be mercenaries, hit men, or other well known men and woman who needed their aliases protected. I had a feeling I would be staying in Avondale for a while and I needed a place to rest my head without worrying about others knowing my whereabouts. I will do reconnaissance tomorrow and probably tail Sean for a while to see his schedule and if he meets anyone important. It would be immensely doubtful but extremely lucky if he reaches out and arranges a sit down to discuss business with the man who contacted him. Afterwards, I could follow the mystery man to wherever his crew was currently hiding out in. If that happened it won't be long to solve this mystery. All that was left now was acquiring a few weapons that I could conceal easily and it just so happened that I knew precisely the most qualified woman to fulfill my needs.