Chapter 6

Making sure no one was in sight, I made my way further to look for somewhere to setup, I had

to stay hidden, couldn't afford to be seen. This mission meant a lot to me, I couldn't fuck it up.

I was sneaking around like a crazy ninja when I heard a sound, quickly, I hid behind a pillar with

held breath as one of the staff passed with clean sheets neatly folded on her hands. Releasing

the breath I was holding I continue on my way...I had to hurry up because soon people would

start showing up for the ball. 

After searching for fifteen more minutes I decided that the safest place where I wouldn't be seen

is somewhere above, so with that in mind i began the climb back into the ceiling....successfully

climbing up, I situated myself where i could see everything from my position. From where I was,

I could see the stage clearly and by the time people start flocking in, I'll be able to spot anyone

from here. Just perfect.

Setting my gun and putting the silencer. I plug in my earphones because i needed to still

communicate with the don and other men involved on the mission.

Soon enough the hall started to flock with people, you could see how sophisticated and rich

everybody looked. The women with their expensive dresses and the men with their suits that

screamed money. From my view here I could see some women giving flirty looks to the

men…..well, gathering like this are where woman catch the big fishes.

Some men are so disgusting, even with a woman on their arm they were still checking out other

women. It wouldn't surprise me that they bring different women here every year, I wouldn't put it

past this Mafia men.

"Boss...boss"I was snapped out of my thought from Gabriel's attention being called for through

the earphones I was wearing. "Target has arrived" said the voice..."already in position" I replied.

Very quickly the hall was filled, now i see why this hall was picked, there are so many people.

This hall currently held the most dangerous men in the world. The cops problems would be

solved if this hall supposedly blows up...bringing down these deadly men with it. I could feel the

tension in the room from my position here….it felt like everybody wanted to cut each others

throat, like they'd rather be spilling blood and drinking it rather than wining and dinning with

people they'd rather kill...dark atmosphere.

Damn..It was getting really hot stuck in here, couldn't wait to be done with this...the moment the

idiot is down I'll be out of here, then I'll have a nice bath in a fancy hotel because basically I can't

go home, told daddy dearest I'll be spending the night at a friends house....I've had one hell of a

day.

A pretty looking lady all dolled up climbed up the stage to do some introductions...welcoming

everybody for coming and mention some names. When the name of the man i was supposedly

aimed at killing was mentioned, my heart did a little kick...like damn am doing it, am gonna shot

someone.

After the introduction and all that, it looked like everybody was getting to know each

other...actually from an onlooker it would seem like business men casually discussing business.

But I knew better. These men are anything but friends. If there was a super power that shows

people's true nature am sure most of them would be carrying horns and tails, because I know

behind that fine tailored suit lies dangerous devils that if their fake facade is removed people will

run for the hills.

Once again, a man about my father's age climbed up the stage with a wine glass in hand...this

was getting boring, it's taking longer than I thought it would... I've been waiting for the go ahead

sign since but nothing yet, I just couldn't stand these people anymore can they be any faster

with whatever they're doing so I can get the hell out of here. The man raises his glass as

everyone followed suit, making a toast to further success and more alliance.

Shit this old dude should come for slaughter already...It beginning to annoy me, this is why am

never interested in attending all these meaningless gatherings, parties like this, they bore me to

death.

Suddenly I heard the name I've been waiting for...."Introducing tonight's host; Mr Dante Lorenzo"

said the voice and at that moment I kicked into action, I was super hyper, I think my heart beat

kind of increased.

At the mention of that name it felt like everything stopped, the place became dead quiet, this

dude must be powerful to bring such reaction from people, am sure it has something to do with

his age, he must have been the don for a very long time, that why people are scared of him.

"Gabriel do you copy"....I heard from the earphones I had on. "Yes, copy that"..I replied. I just

couldn't wait to see this guy...I don't know what he did to my dad, but that's for another time, my

guess which am sure is very correct is that perhaps, he must have been in my dad's way in their

line of business... lemme say a rival...so for my dad's peace of mind he has to eliminate him.

Good thing he has a willing volunteer like me for the job.

Being the good and loving daughter, I took it upon myself to make sure it's stress free and this

guy gets six feet under, probably seven...I couldn't help but smirk at the thought.

"Boss, target making his way to the stage...do you copy"....."copy that" I replied. Damn I was

turning into a bad girl or rather am a bad girl, because I don't think any good girl would gladly

rob somebody of their mission of killing someone. So am far from a good girl, left that stage the

moment I thought of drugging Gabriel.

Coming down from my distracting stupid thoughts...now is not the time to be lost in my thoughts,

not when I have a dangerous mafia don to end. So focusing back on the mission I look back

down as I see two men ascend the stage, both seem to be young and well built. So the old man

is scared and has to make his precious bodyguards go up first...but as it is, nothing can save

him from me.

Looking closely at the two men, they seem to be very fine young men, the one with black hair

especially, his face is so hard and I wonder why he has a frown on his face... maybe like me he

doesn't want to be here, but he has to baby sit grandpa...I couldn't help but snicker silently. By

the way where is the don, did he finally smell dead and decided to flee?

All of a sudden, one of the guys stepped forward towards the podium and at the same time I

heard through the earphones..." target in position, ready to fire"....and like it was all staged I

heard the man on the stage say in a gruff voice "good evening ladies and gentlemen, I am

Dante Lorenzo"

WHAT!! At that moment I froze. This can't be happening, he was supposed to be Old...I pictured

him with the grey hair and everything not this Greek god standing there, am supposed to shot

him not ogle him. What could make my father have problems with this man...did my little birdie

forgot something out.

I was once again reminded to position my gun to get ready to fire at the given time. That alone

brought me back to why I was here. I couldn't let some pretty boy ruin this for me, think of lives

he has taken, all the evil he has done....I used that to prep talk myself.

I've worked so hard for this, I remember everytime I ask my dad to join the team and him telling

me I have no place in it. With that in mind, I made up my mind.

"Prepare to fire" said the voice again and then finally I heard the long awaiting "Go ahead"

"Fire"