Skai’s POV
As I approached the hallway, chatter of the two horsemen rippled in the air. The door was opened a fraction as I could catch the side view of Tillard Collin and his partner- Giovanni Auder. It's such a large office, almost 4 times bigger compared to mine. I reduced my steps and moved closer slowly. Thank God, I was on low heels. My intention was to submit the file to the finance department. This is a coincidence, I wasn't expecting it. I hid in the corner like a creep. I watched left and right to see if no one was coming. I flattened against the wall, closing one eye as if it increased the intensity of sound. I wish my body could blend into the wall. Anyone can walk in on me but curiosity kills the cat. There is nothing like eavesdropping to show you that the world outside your head is different from the world inside your head. “The BER corp hasn't replied to the email, I'm very sure it's that foolish Juliano, his father was ready to agree to the contract”. Tillard said with irritation. “ I'm less concerned about all these. I just want them to make the payment”, Giovanni said ignoring his statement. Vile! So, this is about the BER corp. My primary reason for coming here. Interesting. Bring it on. I checked my wristwatch if it's intact- there's a spy microphone in there. “I drafted out a plan, how about we accept 60% capital, that's three million dollars. The father is more vulnerable. We demand for the capital after four months under the excuse of limited resources.”, Tillard said, the master planner of evil. “Do you realise these people are not stupid?. The contract is for ten months”,Giovanni blurted. Is this how these people argue over people's hard earned money?. “I'm not stupid either Giovanni, stop it”, banging his hand on the table which made me flinch a bit. “The BER corp is an international logistic company. We're supposed to offer them the services of AI powered supply, a functional website for advertisement and more recognition. Other services too, it's a huge contract .”, looking almost towards the door, I shifted a move backward. “Ohh, save me the stories. I know that already”. He has always been nonchalant, just credit payments interest him. “After the final payment ,they'll discover the app is faulty and non functional, development dashboards will go offline and we'll not provide source codes, websites will shut down. For the entire twelve months, they'll lose customers, delayed business operations and five million dollars loss”. He really took his time to draft out this scheme. “The father is our weak point”, Giovanni said. “Then the BER corp will run into a huge loss and we'll win. Since this company is registered under a shell company, it will be dissolved before legal action will be taken. There's a backup plan- If they probably suggest Escrow payment system or third party audits, we'd say it's contradicting to our rules, we don't entertain third parties because of confidentiality issues”, Tillard said and I could sense the feeling of accomplishment in his voice, impressed with himself. After the contract agreement, we need to visit the hideout What hideout?. I stretched my ear, curious to hear the strange aspect. I'm opening Pandora's box, I don't care what's inside. I'm as relentless as a storm. As long as it reveals the secret behind the LIAS group. Someone tapped my shoulder. Bad timing! I'd be lying if I say I wasn't scared I don’t believe in extraterrestrial beings but at the moment, I would rather have an alien standing in front of me than Carlo Auder. He placed his hand on the wall above my head as I faced him. It’d seem like a doting, caring gesture, in this situation, it’s the calm before the storm. The sound of airplanes overhead, right before the bombing. The slight movement of the ground, right before the earthquake. I can't be a coward, cowards lose before the real game starts. I'm smart enough to cut my losses short. He clutches my chin with his thumb and forefinger, angling my head back so he can invade my face with his intrusive gaze. My heart palpitates harder and faster. He wreaks everything in his path with a smile on his face. My rigid spine also recognises the tingle of fear. You need to help yourself, Skai. Think! Skai! Think! I could have thought about the negative side of this but how could I have ignored it? I usually put the positive before the negative because the positive yields atimes. But at the moment, I wish there’s an exception to my perception. “You have to be convincing, tho”,the little voice in my head whispers. That's true or else he'll not believe me. “I was just passing by”, I know that came out odd. “That was why you were eavesdropping, glued to the corner”. “I thought I heard violent voices, it's my first time on this floor. So, I don't even know who's inside” He looked into my eyes subsequently, left to right, right to left. As if he was trying to look into my brain and fish out what's there. “Who are you?He looked me dead in the eyes. I feel like you're hiding something” “C'mon, What are you saying?. I'm not hiding anything”, I said smiling but he's definitely not convinced. “You're lucky the camera in this area is down. Have a nice day”, he said, marching out of my sight. I have to step up my game. I have to play wisely. Any wrong step, I'd become a prime suspect. They might probably install CCTV in my office. I placed my hand on my chest. Relieved! Damn him to the darkest pit of hell. Regardless, mission 1 down. Fortune favours the bold I left the office immediately after work. Carlo wasn't available to give me a lift today. Not even after what happened. I'm sure he'd make a background check about me. I entered my apartment, dropped my bag on the couch and ran towards my room. My stomach growled, then I remembered I haven't had anything all day. I knocked into my flower vase. Shit! I opened the last compartment in my drawer as I pulled out my laptop and fired it up. Entering my ID and password and it flashed red, DENIED. I tried it once again and it's the same. No, no, no.Skai’s POV Maybe because I was in a haste.I rested against the bedframe breathing in and out. Removing my shoes, my legs are white, the shoes are a bit tight. I unclasped my watch and placed it on my bed- my evidence. Stripping myself afterwards, I entered the bathroom. I open the faucet and splash water on my face. Weird. I don’t have that urge to scrub my hands clean. I had a cold shower to calm my nerves. I brushed my teeth and removed my wig.Going back to my room in flip flop slippers. I walked over to my closet and pulled out a short and singlet.I went to the kitchen and made something to eat, bread and scrambled eggs. I leaned against the kitchen counter looking directly at the clock.You are lucky the camera in this area is down.I wish Carlo never said those words because I can’t stop replaying them. I should have known they'd be CCTV. The scenario continues barging through my head like a symphony gone wrong.Opening the hidden compartments under the floorboards, I pulled
Skai’s POV The company hall falls on a large piece of land, it’s impossible to see the end of it. The hall stretches horizontally like a palace. There are even two towers on each side and the entire structure appears old. I wouldn’t be surprised if this was a noble’s estate before. There must’ve been renovations, though, because all floors are filled with huge glass windows. Sometimes, glass takes more space than walls. It’s like a glasshouse. A fountain rests not far from the entrance. A sad angel ceramic statue pours water from a jar. I was wearing a red bodycon glitter short gown with light makeup and black heels. Silver necklace and dangle earrings with a silver purse clutched to my armpit.Loud music thumps from the walls even before I got in.A waiter greeted me with a bow. He’s wearing a butler outfit all complete with white gloves and a white napkin dangling from his arm. I bowed back.The tables are arranged in fours. The decoration is all white and gold,with vases with fre
His breath on my face felt warm, sweat dripping down my face, my hands struggling “Please leave me!!” I yelled, my eyes welling up with tears, my wrists wrangled by his adult arms, his grip gaining control, I could hear my mother’s wailing “Mother” I called out, reaching for her hand. “You are weak, just like your father!” He cackled, the dark figure said, but he wasn’t faceless this time, his scrawny smile pushing my fears forward, his arms pulling me away from my mother’s reach.“Skai!!” I heard my mother scream for me, her eyes welling up with tears “Please she’s all I have” I heard her wail, Tilard, my uncle had no ears but wouldn’t listen as he whisked me away.“You’ll make a fine slut” he said smiling mischievously, the last I heard before it was all pitch black and my own voice. Adjusting my sheets, opening my eyes to see the room still, ragged clothes on the floor, the spilled cans of vidkon beer sprawled on the floor, the cold sweats on my face, I used my hands, trying so
I peeked through the glass door “Dad you can’t do this, why would I need a bodyguard?” A young man asked, his hands in the air ‘dramatic’ I thought. “Let him in” I heard a calm restrained voice say from inside. “Sir, you may come in” the young lady said, pursing her lips as she spoke, I walked past, trying my best not to watch her eyes as they stared seductively. “Enzo” the older man said immediately, his calm notion and knowledge about my name showing that he’s in fact my employer. “Nice to meet you sir” I answered, my face still candid, extending my hand for a shake. “I’ve heard a lot about you” he added, taking a stand. “I’m here as per your request, mister Bernard” I said casually, hands behind my back as trained. “Here’s my son, Juliano, he’s the one you’ll be keeping safe” he said, pointing to the dark haired man who sat idly, his gaze was low, letting out an eerie vibe. “You make it seem like I need a babysitter” Juliano said, his head turning to me. “You have
“Skai, your father loves you” his voice was calm, just like always, I felt his arms, my smile drawing wider on my lips until it was all laughter.“I love you too daddy” I said, clutching my father’s hand tightly but the moment was short lived. Suddenly the clean odor of antiseptics, the sharp smell, filling my lungs, I soon felt a hand on my body, feeling a surge of energy, I pulled my eyelids apart, a man in a white coat, his hand on my shirt, a pair of scissors in his hand.“Oh, you’re awake” he said “We might need to give him sedatives” the man said, his white coat, glasses and fragile demeanor meant only one thing, he was the doctor.“I’m fine” I said, trying to muster the manliest voice I could.“You need medical attention” the doctor said, reaching out to my shirt.“I’m okay doctor” I said, pulling out the wire from my arm.“Sir, please… you need to settle down” the man said, I couldn’t hear him speak, the sharp pain had migrated from my back to my side “I’m alright, really”
I stared at my uncle’s face, his hand stretched towards me for a shake, I let my lips curl into a smile as I took his hand in mine, tightening my grip. “It’s an honour to meet you in person, Mr Collin” I said, smiling from ear to ear, startling Juliano, I could see the tension in his eyes, he hadn’t seen me smile or speak without being spoken to. “Please, please, have your seats” Tilard said, gesturing to the empty seats that sat behind the big board desk. “Thank you” Juliano answered, helping himself to a seat, I stood right beside him. “Does he have to be inside here with us, while we discuss?” A young man I hadn’t noticed prior said, his voice unwelcoming, I could feel his disapproval of me being in the room while they had their meeting but I wanted nothing but to know what they planned to do. ‘Is he into the child trafficking too?’ I thought to myself as I looked at Juliano. “He can stay, I trust him” Juliano protested, my eagerness peaked, I stood right behind him, not utt
Enzo’s POV My heart nearly leapt out of my throat, my saliva became as sticky as glue. My face with unreadable emotions. For a second, I'm too stunned to react. Since when have you been planning this, sir? I wanted to ask but the words stuck at the tip of my tongue. It will make his skin crawl more with suspicions. Did he find out?, I thought I was very careful Is this his plan to fire me? I started barely few days ago. What will he tell the agency? Is this how my identity and whole secret will be revealed? Series of questions ran through my mind as he moved over to his desk and pulled out his chair, it squeaks in the deafening silence of the office. He spinned the atlas map on his desk, swiveling in the chair. I straightened my eyes and the map of North America faces me, remembering me of my childhood home in Birmingham. My eyes scanned through the corners of the room in front of me. “I want you to work undercover in the LIAS group. They're up to something, my insti
Juliano's POV As soon as I left the LIAS group, the whole scenario kept replaying like a loop in my head. To catch a monster, you have to act like a monster. After the brief argument with my father, in the hallway. He believes no one can outsmart him, and he was about falling for those people. You can't only examine humans from the surface.I approached my office with the signage ‘ Mr Juliano Bernard, the CEO’, placing my thumb on the biometric door, it clicked open. Enzo, walking directly behind me. I walked over to my desk and pulled out the wig from my drawer, it reminds me of my only sister, who went missing years ago. She wanted the wig to alter her blonde hair to black-brown tone. I persuaded her to avoid chemicals due to cancer risk. The wig has been in my office since then. “They won’t see you coming”, I said, placing the dark brown wig on his head with a hint of sadness in my heart. He was the first person to cross my mind. He has a lot of qualities and the prominen
Skai’s POV The company hall falls on a large piece of land, it’s impossible to see the end of it. The hall stretches horizontally like a palace. There are even two towers on each side and the entire structure appears old. I wouldn’t be surprised if this was a noble’s estate before. There must’ve been renovations, though, because all floors are filled with huge glass windows. Sometimes, glass takes more space than walls. It’s like a glasshouse. A fountain rests not far from the entrance. A sad angel ceramic statue pours water from a jar. I was wearing a red bodycon glitter short gown with light makeup and black heels. Silver necklace and dangle earrings with a silver purse clutched to my armpit.Loud music thumps from the walls even before I got in.A waiter greeted me with a bow. He’s wearing a butler outfit all complete with white gloves and a white napkin dangling from his arm. I bowed back.The tables are arranged in fours. The decoration is all white and gold,with vases with fre
Skai’s POV Maybe because I was in a haste.I rested against the bedframe breathing in and out. Removing my shoes, my legs are white, the shoes are a bit tight. I unclasped my watch and placed it on my bed- my evidence. Stripping myself afterwards, I entered the bathroom. I open the faucet and splash water on my face. Weird. I don’t have that urge to scrub my hands clean. I had a cold shower to calm my nerves. I brushed my teeth and removed my wig.Going back to my room in flip flop slippers. I walked over to my closet and pulled out a short and singlet.I went to the kitchen and made something to eat, bread and scrambled eggs. I leaned against the kitchen counter looking directly at the clock.You are lucky the camera in this area is down.I wish Carlo never said those words because I can’t stop replaying them. I should have known they'd be CCTV. The scenario continues barging through my head like a symphony gone wrong.Opening the hidden compartments under the floorboards, I pulled
Skai’s POV As I approached the hallway, chatter of the two horsemen rippled in the air. The door was opened a fraction as I could catch the side view of Tillard Collin and his partner- Giovanni Auder. It's such a large office, almost 4 times bigger compared to mine.I reduced my steps and moved closer slowly. Thank God, I was on low heels. My intention was to submit the file to the finance department. This is a coincidence, I wasn't expecting it.I hid in the corner like a creep. I watched left and right to see if no one was coming. I flattened against the wall, closing one eye as if it increased the intensity of sound. I wish my body could blend into the wall. Anyone can walk in on me but curiosity kills the cat.There is nothing like eavesdropping to show you that the world outside your head is different from the world inside your head.“The BER corp hasn't replied to the email, I'm very sure it's that foolish Juliano, his father was ready to agree to the contract”. Tillard said w
Juliano's POV Sitting at the table to eat, in my personal dining room. The dining is as silent and undisturbed as a falling snow. My workers have a different dining room. My mind has been disturbed and diverted,so I wasn't really focused.Just using a fork to mash the foods and eat the little I can. I got carried away, teasing the hem of the cover table. There are creamy risotto with parmesan cheese and mushrooms mixed green salad as sides and roasted chicken. She makes so many dishes just for me to eat the ones I like. I pull out the chair interrupting the dead silence.Walking straight to my room with a guard walking directly behind me, I dispersed him as my door clicked. Entering the bathroom , I moved towards the shower and turned it on above my head, washing away the stress and worries of the day. My wet hair covers my forehead forming rivulets down my face.I stand in front of the mirror, staring into the reflected version of me.I went into my room and directly toward my close
Skai’s POVDays passed, and I haven't been able to find any information. My right leg above the other as I swing in the chair. Staring at the ceilings, I remember the six rules engraved within my memory like a scribe on a parchment.Do not assume anything Do not trust any individual Stay within your coreMaintain your coverDo not look behind you, you're never aloneBlend in, go with the flowGradual, deliberately and measured.My moves - It's like a wave, no matter how it tries, it'll always crush against the rock at the shore. Because that rock?The rock is a dead end.But I'm that wave that never crushes.Impulsive movement - It’s like falling down a cliff. There should be nothing pleasing about that because when I hit the bottom, I’ll be dead. But right now? I'm concerned about the landing. I’m suspended in the act of falling. After fear and self-imposed shackles, there’s a thrill, excitement. The… unknown.I don't have to act according to my reflexes. I can't go and say, “hey,
Skai's POV I stand fuming with anger with the door opened widely. He straddles her against the white-tilled wall, restricting her movement. Her buttons are loosened with one of her breasts escaping her bralette. One of his hand covering her mouth and the other one thrusted inside her His head was buried in her shoulder. He was taken aback but doesn't show guilt. Well, bullies don't. She hurried to escape as she arranged herself, still crying. Her bottom lips tremble. She places her left hand on her chest trying to catch her breath. It was like a last hour miracle. “Is this how you treat the ladies here?" I said , staring at him with disgust. “Who are you to interfere?”, he blurted What audacity! I guess it was me who had the audacity. “How about you control those balls of yours and stop forcing it under every skirt”, I berated. With every step, he pushes forward like a hurricane, his belt unlocked. Little does he know. I didn't flinch a bit. “No one interrupt
Skai's POV My bedside alarm beeps jolting me back to life. I push aside the sweaty bed sheets and swing my legs over the side of the mattress. My leg hits the fluffy rug as I stand up wearing my comfy bedroom slippers. I move to the other side of the room, drawing the drapes and opening the window. I peep out of the window to have a view of the lonely street- few cars are moving . Letting the chilling air fill my senses, I breathed in and out. I have been on assignments for the past week, getting used to the environment. I arrange my bed, dusting over the crunchy bit of chips I had at midnight. I cleared my table and tidied up the room. It's now a routine. I moved to the kitchen area to make some sandwiches and tea. Not a fan of coffee. Shoveling the sandwich into my mouth,I leaned against the counter, and checked the time. It's just 6am. Going back to the room, I open the middle part of my desk. Pulling the file out, I took a look at the content. I have an idea of almost
Juliano's POV As soon as I left the LIAS group, the whole scenario kept replaying like a loop in my head. To catch a monster, you have to act like a monster. After the brief argument with my father, in the hallway. He believes no one can outsmart him, and he was about falling for those people. You can't only examine humans from the surface.I approached my office with the signage ‘ Mr Juliano Bernard, the CEO’, placing my thumb on the biometric door, it clicked open. Enzo, walking directly behind me. I walked over to my desk and pulled out the wig from my drawer, it reminds me of my only sister, who went missing years ago. She wanted the wig to alter her blonde hair to black-brown tone. I persuaded her to avoid chemicals due to cancer risk. The wig has been in my office since then. “They won’t see you coming”, I said, placing the dark brown wig on his head with a hint of sadness in my heart. He was the first person to cross my mind. He has a lot of qualities and the prominen
Enzo’s POV My heart nearly leapt out of my throat, my saliva became as sticky as glue. My face with unreadable emotions. For a second, I'm too stunned to react. Since when have you been planning this, sir? I wanted to ask but the words stuck at the tip of my tongue. It will make his skin crawl more with suspicions. Did he find out?, I thought I was very careful Is this his plan to fire me? I started barely few days ago. What will he tell the agency? Is this how my identity and whole secret will be revealed? Series of questions ran through my mind as he moved over to his desk and pulled out his chair, it squeaks in the deafening silence of the office. He spinned the atlas map on his desk, swiveling in the chair. I straightened my eyes and the map of North America faces me, remembering me of my childhood home in Birmingham. My eyes scanned through the corners of the room in front of me. “I want you to work undercover in the LIAS group. They're up to something, my insti