One Hundred and eighty

CHAPTER 180

Ace and Selena sat across from each other on the waiting chair. The chairs were usually used by people waiting for their friends or relatives to buy clothes at Selena's shop. This wasn't the first time Ace had come. He had visited this shop before and watched her from afar, but Selena hadn't noticed.

From a distance, Ace could tell right away that Selena was having economic troubles. Her business was not doing well and Ace knew that her situation was getting worse every day.

Selena, who had been scared from the start, could only crumple the edge of her short skirt as she said, "What do you really want, Ace?"

"I want to know Amanda's weakness."

Ace's words were very to the point, she had indeed come to defeat everyone. His resolve was already made up. And her skills had improved a lot compared to Ace back in school.

Selena pursed her lips hesitantly, then shook her head trying to refuse. "I don't know."

"You really don't know, or don't want to tell, hm?"

Selena swallowed again. She lowered her head, then bit her lip fearfully.

"Ah, so you really don't want to talk huh?" Ace moved his face forward, trying to bring his face closer to Selena who was already sweating in front of him. "Well, I have to take a stand to speed this up."

Selena didn't dare look at what was in front of her, because as soon as she looked up, lifting her face, she heard the sound of a gun ready to be fired at her head. Ace aimed the tip of the gun, and pressed it against Selena's head. Making Selena glare in shock that Ace wasn't messing with his words.

Their eyes met, and Selena could see how Ace wore a cold face that she hadn't seen in a long time. Selena swallowed, glancing at the tip of the gun that was now ready to blow her head off in just one motion.

"I don't know anything, Ace," Selena squeaked nervously.

The girl's face was already covered in sweat, she just wanted to live. But Ace seemed serious about his words.

"If you don't know her weaknesses, let me find out where she gets money from."

"G-get money?"

Ace nodded slowly, "Uh-huh. He's been hiding all this time. So, how did he become so rich while in hiding? He's not a wanted person, why is she hiding? What is she hiding?"

"About that... I can't explain, Ace," Selena said.

But Ace pushed the tip of the gun in his hand deeper, making Selena hold her breath for a few seconds. Ace lifted her face again, then raised one eyebrow. "Where did all Amanda's money come from? I'll count to three before this gun takes out your brain."

It looked like Selena really had no other choice but to answer Ace's question. She couldn't die now. She still wanted to have a decent life.

"Amanda... sells cocaine on black sites, and... she also sells methamphetamine to people in the city."

One of Ace's eyebrows shot up. "How? She has a supplier?"

"She went to a guy called The Fixer. Someone who hides underground, but has a bigger network than I know." Selena tried to explain, although now and then, she glanced at the gun in front of her head. While trying to regulate her irregular breathing, Selena continued, "Amanda doesn't leave her base camp, she pays people to be couriers. That's what I did with Amanda, too. She's already paid my bill."

"The Fixer you say?"

"Yes, but you won't be able to meet him. I've never met him in person, he uses hired people to deliver drugs, and I'll give them to Amanda."

Ace was intrigued by Selena's story. He lowered the gun, and crossed his arms over his chest. "So, Amanda will get the money after selling the drugs?"

The air in Selena's small shop seemed to thicken as Ace processed the shocking revelation about Amanda's forbidden activities. He leaned back, folding his arms as he pondered the gravity of the situation. Selena, who now looked relieved that the gun was no longer pointed at her, watched Ace carefully.

"So, Amanda has been running a drug empire," Ace mused, more to himself than to Selena. "And this Fixer character is the mastermind behind the scenes."

Selena nodded, her eyes still wide with fear. "Yes, Ace. Amanda may not look like it, but she's heavily involved in illegal activities. The Fixer is the key to her operations."

Ace's mind was filled with possibilities. This unexpected thing had the potential to be a gripping plot. The elusive Fixer, a mastermind who organized drug networks, added a layer of complexity to Ace's mission.

"Selena," Ace began, his tone serious, "I need you to help me get The Fixer."

Selena looked surprised by Ace's request. She was almost speechless when she heard something as impossible as that.

Selena hesitated, torn between fear for her life and her newfound determination. "Ace, if I help you, Amanda will kill me. The Fixer network is dangerous. I heard they have many networks, they have many hitmen. Amanda is trapped, and so am I. I can't betray them all."

"So, what should I do if I want to meet The Fixer?"

Selena seemed to deliberate over what to say, until she finally looked at Ace and said, "You should do business with him. He... likes money."

Ace's eyes narrowed as he absorbed Selena's words. The opportunity to uncover the mysterious Troubleshooter and dismantle Amanda's forbidden kingdom seemed too attractive to pass up. He weighed the risks against the potential rewards, his mind already planning his next move.

"Business, huh?" Ace pondered, a wry smile on his lips. "Looks like I'll have to play by their rules to catch this troubleshooter. Selena, if we're going to do this, I need all the details you know about The Fixer and how he operates."

Selena, who now realized how important her involvement was, hesitated before finally nodding. "I don't know much, Ace, but I'll share what I can. The Fixer rarely meets with anyone directly. Transactions are arranged through intermediaries, and they use encrypted channels. It's an intricate network designed to keep them hidden."

Ace leaned forward, his intensity unwavering. "We have to find a way to break through that network. Any weakness, any weakness that can give us an edge. And you, Selena, will be our guide."