Chapter 3 – Disguise as Secretary

Nisha’s POV

The next day, I got up early to prepare for the assignment. I'll be dressing up as a covertly recruited secretary by the boss's family, because the person I'm going to assassinate despises having a secretary. I'm not sure why, but that's what Mr. Cat told me last night when I asked him what my cover would be.

After a few hours of making preparations for my cover as a secretary, I look in the big mirror in front of me to see if what I'm wearing is appropriate and if I look like a real secretary. To be honest, I wasn't having any trouble because I've been a secretary many times before, so it was easy for me to act out the role.

"Perfect," I thought to myself as I beamed in the mirror.

‘Knock knock’

When I heard a noise on my door, I snapped back to reality and began cleaning up the mess I had created on my table and rearranging all of the makeup I had used “Who is it?” I asked at the same time.

"It's Mr. Cat, Miss," Mr. Cat responded. 

"Oh, Mr. Cat, please come in," I said, motioning for Mr. Cat to enter my room.

"No, Miss, it's okay, I'm here to tell you breakfast is ready downstairs," Mr. Cat stated.

"Oh alright, thank you Mr. Cat, I'll be down in a minute, I'm just arranging my stuff," I answered Mr. Cat, still arranging my makeup.

"All right, Miss," Mr. Cat said, and then he was gone.

After Mr. Cat had left, I had already completed organizing the make-up that I had used into their proper places, so I rose up from my chair and checked the mirror in front of me to see whether everything was okay. When I was finally pleased with what I saw in the mirror, I smiled and grabbed my purse, which I would use as a prop, and gently proceeded towards my door to open it. I exit my room and shut the door, then proceed to the breakfast area, where I notice Mr. Cat standing in front of the dishes which he had cooked for me.

"Why did you cook so many different foods, Mr. Cat?" " I was both shocked and bewildered when I asked Mr. Cat this question.

"Oh, your grandma has advised me to give you a variety of foods so that you would feel empowered when you confront the person you are about to slay," Mr. Cat stated naively to me.

Grandmother! I mean, I appreciate it, but this is a lot of food; I won't be able to consume it all this morning. I didn't say anything and just sat in the chair, beginning to eat my breakfast.

When I finished my breakfast, I realized that I hadn't finished the foods that Mr. Cat had cooked for me, and I apologized to him for not finishing it all. Mr. Cat suddenly thrusts a white folder in front of me, which I accepted and stared at Mr. Cat in wonder, "What is this, Mr. Cat?" " I inquired.

"This is the information for the firm where you would be working for a year, Miss, Madam told me to hand it to you," Mr. Cat informed.

"Okay thank you Mr. Cat, I'll read this on my way to the workplace and also thank you for the meals that you have cooked for me," I said, looking at the folder I was holding.

"You're welcome, Miss," Mr. Cat said, beaming at me.

I placed the folder in the handbag that I would be taking and stood up so that I could leave for work right away. I turn to face Mr. Cat, who was beginning to wipe the table. "Mr. How do I look, Cat? " I questioned about his thoughts on my appearance today.

"You look lovely, Miss," Mr. Cat said honestly to me as he gazed at me.

I can tell that Mr. Cat is not lying, which made me pleased. "Thank you, Mr. Cat, and best of luck to me today!" " I replied him. 

"Don't worry Miss, I know you can do it," Mr. Cat said, confident in my abilities.

When I heard Mr. Cat trusting that I could do it properly, I felt a little shy. "I am not so good Mr. Cat, don't trust my talents too much," I said to Mr. Cat.

"Don't think like that, Miss; I know you'll do well," Mr. Cat reassured me.

I have no choice but to take Mr. Cat's boosting; after all, I do need it because it's been a long time since I've been in a major assignment like this one, and it's making me think negatively. 

"Really appreciate that, Mr. Cat," I said again, grins at him.

After double-checking that I had everything I needed in my bag, I said my goodbyes to Mr. Cat and went outside to hail a taxi. I didn't have to wait long because there was a taxi passing by that was unoccupied, so I waved to it and the taxi stopped in front of me, I quickly stepped inside the taxi, and I gave the taxi the address of the company where I will be working starting today.

While still in the taxi, I took out the white folder that Mr. Cat had given me, opened it, and began reading all of the information that was inside. So, the company's name is You Create IT, and it is well known for creating children's toys. This company is very intriguing; they have an excellent sales and marketing strategy, and they are well-versed in the latest children's toys. As I reached the last page of the information, I was unsettled as to why the CEO of the company, whom I needed to assassinate, was not stated, and what's more disturbing, based on what I'd read thus far, the company didn't do anything wrong? Or I really need to find out what their hidden flaw is first.

"Ma'am, we've already arrived," the Cab driver notified me.

It took me out of my thoughts and made me look out the window, where I saw the entrance of the company and turned away my focus outside to reach for my bag, where I searched for my wallet and paid the Taxi driver the fare. As soon as I step out of the taxi, I look around and see many employees going in and out of the building, minding their own business for the day.

"Let's do it, Self!" " I told myself, boosting my self-esteem.

As I began to walk towards the company's entrance, I felt a vibration inside my bag and searched for it; it was my phone, and someone had left a message for me. I clicked the message it came from Grandmother wishing me a good luck in my mission with heart emoji and saying that the kids are okay, they are enjoying their bonding together. It made me smile because on the end of the message there was a picture of them three taking selfie with happy faces.

"Damn they're making me jealous, just wait, I'll finish this quickly and go home," I grumbled to myself, while also promising to finish this mission quickly.

I quickly send out a message back to grandmother and returned the phone to my bag, continuing to make my way to the company's entrance, gaining more energy to complete this mission quickly.

"Excuse me, I am the newly hired secretary at this firm," I informed the company's front desk when I eventually entered the facility.

"Are you Ms. Nisha Ebony Damore?" " The front desk officer inquired if I was the person in question.

In response to her question, I affirmed, "Yes, I am her.”

"All right, you may continue to the fifth level, which is where the President's Office is located," the front desk officer stated, giving me instructions to the office.

When I finished speaking with the front desk officer, I walked toward the elevator, avoiding collisions with the workers who were wandering about. When I reached in front of the elevator, I hit the up button and waited for the elevator to come.

Dhruv’s Pov

While I was in my office today, I decided to drink wine to clear my mind of the thoughts that had been bothering me since yesterday after we explained our suspicions about the fake death of Ranie, my old partner when I was still a cop and also my girlfriend, and our connection to Nyx, the legendary assassin who only kills people without hesitation.

The fact that they perished at the same time and night, as well as the fact that they both died in a fire, is another reason why we feel their deaths are related.

** YESTERDAY’S CONVERSATION FLASHBACK**

"Yes, I see both of your points; both persons died on the same night and at the same time, but they are not the same people for Christ's sake!" " Lionel argued is still skeptical.

“Ha! What if they're the same person, Lof? Would you believe it? Lionel was mocked by Shmue

When he heard what Shmue stated, Lionel's eyes widened. "Are you insane? Why would they be the same person? That's not possible! And it will only happen in movies! " he told Shmue that his proposition was unfeasible.

"Well, it's only a notion, but you're right, that's impossible," Shmue agreed with Lionel.

"I'm still dumbfounded as to why you assume Nisha is still alive, and why you link it to the famed assassin Nyx?! " Lionel inquired once more for clarification, since he was still bewildered.

Shmue cleared his throat, preparing to convey the notions we suspected again, and smiled in detective mood as he began to speak “All right, remember Nisha leaving our friend Dhruv on the night they were together because someone called her the so-called Nyx was spotted in an abandoned building, Ranie was so focused on arresting that assassin who killed many people without mercy, especially the very last victim," Shmue began to explain.

"All right, go on," Lionel says, allowing Shmue to continue speaking.

"On that night, our dear friend received a call from Ranie telling him about Nyx not being the suspect of the last victim that the real criminal was another person and Nyx was framed and on the other side of the phone Dhruv heard someone screaming the name of Nyx in the background which was cut off instantly and so our dear friend run through the destination where is Nisha but it was already burning really hard that no one can go in anymore," Shmue continued.

"And I'm still puzzled," Lionel said.

"Wait a minute, I still haven't told you the greatest part!" "Shmue told Lionel to wait for the best part.

“Okay”

"The next day, the news also flashed the death of Nyx who was also murdered by fire in an abandoned building the same as Nisha, both corpses were unidentifiable so the family Ranie instantly cremated the body of Nisha and the body of Nyx without having thorough autopsy to both bodies," Shmue added.

"Well, I understand the sentiments of Nisha's family, but in the case of Nyx, I think it's a good idea that the corpse wasn't autopsied," Lionel remarked.

"First and foremost, Lionel, keep your criticisms to yourself since I am still not finished!" " Shmue chastised Lionel for making remarks.

"Fine, Mr. Detective," Lionel retorted smugly.

"Anyway, following the crimination of both corpses, there were reports circulating that the remains were not Nyx and Nisha's bodies, but rather the body of a different individual! Some of the personal possessions of both deceased corpses were not located at the location of their deaths, which raised the suspicions of our good buddy and me after hearing that news." Shmue eventually stated why they believed Nisha was still alive.

"Did you trust those unsubstantiated rumors? What if they aren't correct? You're wasting your time and effort," Lionel remarked, still not believing us.

“Ha! "I know you're going to say that, so I prepared these documents for you to read about how I researched the rumours you said weren't real." Shmue gave Lionel a large folder, which he quickly opened and read.

After reading all of the documents in the folder, Lionel just sighed and placed the file on the table, looking at me with eyes that couldn't believe what he had read. "Basically, your assumption is that both Ranie and Nyx are alive somewhere after they escaped to whoever wants them killed? " After viewing the papers, Lionel came to a decision.

“Exactly! " Shmue responded enthusiastically. 

"But why have they been hidden for 17 years? When they could merely expose themselves 17 years ago if they are really alive?" Lionel wondered again.

"Yes, it is also my question," I murmured, speaking for the first time in hushed tones.

"It's either they're gathering evidence like us, or they're worried that if they expose themselves, someone important to them would be put in jeopardy," Shmue remarked, explaining why they still didn't show up.

We went silent after hearing Shmue's words, wondering why they hadn't shown up even if they were still alive.

Why leave me Nisha?

**FLASHBACK END**

I can feel a headache growing in my brain as I recall the talk we had, which left more questions unanswered, so I closed both of my eyes to keep the headache from spreading throughout my head.

Nisha’s Pov

After exiting the elevator, I proceeded to the president's room, which was the lone office on the fifth level, as informed to me by the front desk. While heading into the office, I was mentally preparing myself for how I would act in front of the president and how I would murder him instantaneously without giving anybody the impression that I had killed him/her. When I eventually reached the front of the office's enormous brown door, I knocked three times but no one replied, so I decided to go inside.

As I went inside, the first thing I noticed was how the room smelled horrible, as if I were at a dumping site, and how the area was full of rubbish everywhere as I made my way inside the office. Is this still a workplace? I softly remarked to myself, "This seems like a garbage dumping site."

As I proceeded to stroll around the workplace, a large table came into view, and I noticed someone asleep on a chair, and as I smiled, an idea occurred to me. I prepared the handgun that I gently took from my purse and positioned it as I approached the table, but I came to a standstill when I saw who was in front of me.

This can't be.... 

“Dum? " I silently whispered to myself, using the nickname I used to call him, while dropping my arm and looking at my former boyfriend, colleague, and enemy Dhruv Ugo Mace, who was sleeping sweetly.