Chapter 5

• 05
• ZERO.
• The Next Day.
• I entered into the underground of the big mansion of Spider. He is the fucking boss....at least for now.
• No one fucking owns me and they all damn knows it. The day any fucking man thinks otherwise is the day I put a bullet through his freaking brains and Morris the motherfucker will bag his corpse and make it disappear.
• Just like Greg. Fucking cocksucker.
• Look around and notice shits that happen as I pass.
• Conversations halt. Men get the fuck outta my way with style. Some motherfuckers pretend to bend down and do their fucking shoelaces.
• They fear me. They avoid me.
• Smart bastards.
• "Where's Boss." I asked a bastard I can't even remember his name.
• "In the inner room." Bastard was already outta the door like a light before the last fucking word could get outta his mouth.
• I sauntered past the door to the inner room and entered. Boss was balls deep into a bitch, ramming hard and deep while music played in the fucking background.
• "Zero. You're here?" His voice was breathless.
• "What's going on?"
• "There's a client in town. Landed this morning." He rammed into the bitch again.
• "Want me to kill him?"
• "Hell no, Zero! Fuck, does everything end with killing for you?"
• I blinked once and just stared at him. I wonder how else things are supposed to end if not with the motherfucker six feet below.....or dangling off the mouth of a bush wild animal.
• "I want you to protect the client." Boss groaned as he came balls deep into the moaning big-assed bitch.
• I reared back in surprise. "I don't protect. I kill. You know."
• "I know, Number Zero. But this client is important or I would have one of them douchbags here on the job but I don't want shit to go haywire."
• "Who's he? Druglord, Trafficker or Smuggler?" I asked, quite reluctantly. This day couldn't get any worse.
• "Trafficker."
• "Women or Children?"
• "Both."
• "Why does the bastard need protection?" I growled.
• "Because, some months ago in Boston, Felaray kidnapped a high Druglord's daughter and sold out to the Arabs. Dragona got his precious daughter back after two weeks of being sold."
• "Motherfucker." I grunted. This dickhead Felaray must be fucking dumb to fall into a mess with Dragona.
• No bastard messes with Dragona and live to tell the tale.
• "Yeah. So, Dragona is out for Felaray's head, and Felaray has been on the run ever since."
• If the damn job had been to kill the bastard I would have already been on my way to do so, no questions asked.
• I kill for the money, that's my job. My job ain't to ask questions. But if I'm gonna fucking babysit a damn trafficker I gotta ask why.
• "Why are you protecting the asshole?" I asked bluntly.
• Boss's bitch had gone to the bathroom to clean up, and Boss turned to me and just shrugged. "There's a connection he has and I want."
• Good enough. "How much."
• "Twelve grand."
• "Where do I find this motherfucker?"
• LEILANI
• I can't stop thinking about him. Even his name is like him. Zero. Intense....very intense.
• Since yesterday, I find myself thinking about him, he refused to let go of my mind. He had scared me with everything about him.
• His body and his face. His words. His....dark intensity.
• I signed as I gathered the red roses and went out to meet my customer who's an older woman. I handed her the roses, "Your granddaughter will love this one."
• "It smells great, my child." The old woman smiled.
• "It's Roses, Granny. Children love it, especially little girls."
• "Thank you so much, my dear." Granny said as she paid. I smiled and waved her goodbye.
• Seeing that there's no other customer, I was a bit relieved. I want to use the bathroom, and I can't use mine now because the plumber will come tomorrow to fix the damaged flusher.
• I closed up the store and made my way to the store opposite mine, which is a bar. I entered and walked straight to the counter.
• The men were staring at me in that way that makes my skin crawl but I ignored the feeling.
• "I-I want to use your bathroom." I whispered to the bartender.
• "This way, ma'am." The young boy gestured to his left with a kind smile.
• I thanked him and made my way to the restroom. I entered the first door, and closed it behind me. I was about to open the door of the bathroom but voices stopped my movement.
• "No one must find out about this, Scorpion. No one." Came a deep low voice.
• "No one will know, Felaray. I will keep it quiet, I promise."
• No one will know what? Keep what quiet?
• Why do I get the feeling I just stepped into something big? I was still on the dreadful thought when the door opened.
• Two men came out. One was older a bit, the other was hefty and mean-looking. The two gives me the creeps.
• When they saw the shocked me standing there, their eyes turned dangerous. "How much did you overhear!?" Hefty one barked at me.
• "Scorpion, easy on the Angel." The older one drawled as he raked his eyes all over me in a very creepy way. "Now, how much did you overhear, Angel?"
• Who are this people?
• Overhear what?
• Why do I get this feeling that they won't leave me to just walk out of here easily?
• LEILANI.
• "I-I didn't hear anything. I really didn't hear anything." I barely whispered out. The way this two men stared at me was unnerving.
• Will they let me out of here? And I still want to use the bathroom.
• The mean one stared at the older one, and the older one nodded once and stared at me.
• "Alright, Angel. Since you're sure you didn't overhear anything...." Older one---Felaray---said, surprising me.
• I watched skittishly as the both of them filed out of the restroom until it was just me remaining.
• I hurriedly went to the female's restroom and did my business quickly. All the while, I half-expected someone to jump out on me from behind but thankfully, nothing of that sort happened.