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Chapter Twenty: Deadly Passion Pt 2
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Codename: Aconite Chapter Twenty-One: Set Up
After I clean up the state of my dining room and go to the bathroom to freshen up and put my shorts back on, I return to the dining room to find Silas standing there with his pants up but still undone. I quirk an eyebrow as I look at him inquisitively. He notices me and smirks, “You made a slight mess of my pants. I don’t suppose you have anything for me to wear, do you?” I snort in amusement. “I think I can wrangle something up for you.” I go into my spare room and rummage through the drawers until I find a black pair of men’s sweatpants. Castro has been known to leave a few items of clothing every now and then, and I’ve indulged him because I’m sure it’s not fun lounging around in suits. Castro and Silas are similar in size, so hopefully these will fit. I make my way back to the dining room and toss him the pants that he catches with ease. “These should fit, if not, too bad,” I say as I fold my arms over my chest, now starting to feel the ache in my shoulder, not to mention my f
Codename: Aconite Chapter Twenty-Two: Connecting The Dots Pt 1
Rubbing my eyes, I shuffle my feet across my carpeted living room, and laminated dining room to come to a halt in my kitchen doorway. My tired eyes become completely alert along with my fuzzy brain as I rake in the sight of the 6’2” muscular work of art whisking a bowl of eggs at my kitchen island. Shirtless, I might add. He looks right at home, humming to himself while his muscles flex with every minute movement he makes. His black sweatpants hang low on his hips, but from here, the island is blocking my view of the goods I was hoping to ogle. However, I can't help the pang of guilt I feel when I take in the ugly knife wound to his abdomen. The bruising around the wound looks ghastly and the edges don't look as healthy as they should for over a month's worth of healing, but deadly poisons will do that to you. Despite that, he looks right at home. The sun streaming in through the Venetian blinds and dancing across his muscular frame, putting a spotlight on his many tattoos. I find my
Codename: Aconite Chapter Twenty-Three: Connecting The Dots Pt 2
“What do you MEAN the account doesn’t exist?” I sputter in disbelief, my brain trying to comprehend the words being spoken to me over the phone. “What’s going on?” Silas asks, entering the living room, buttoning up his long-sleeved shirt with a concerned look on his face, but I hold my hand up for him not to interrupt me right now. “I can’t say it more clearly Dasha. I can see the record of the transaction, but the account the transfer was made from was closed the following day. The account no longer exists. I’m sorry but I can’t help you,” says my contact solemnly. I hang up and toss my phone on the couch, “Well, that was a fucking waste of time,” I say acerbically. “What was that you said about the account not existing?” He asks curiously. “He said that the day after the transaction, the account was closed. No forwarding details, no trail. Nothing,” I huff, running my fingers through my hair in aggravation. “Maybe it’s time to try one of my contacts,” he announces, gaining my
Codename: Aconite Chapter Twenty-Four: Connecting The Dots Pt 3
I’m startled awake by the sound of a ringing phone. As my body jolts to life – much to my surprise – so does the body of Silas, who happens to be tangled beneath me. Our heads collide as he jolts up in response to the phone, and with a cry and a groan, we both clutch our heads. In a hurry to answer his phone, Silas doesn’t realise the position we’re in, and rolls over, knocking me to the ground with a thud. “Hey!” I shout, as I rub my now aching head. “Shit, sorry,” he says as he grabs his phone off the coffee table and answers it. I tune out his conversation as I slowly get up and rub my ass. Just another bruise I can add to the wounded canvas that has become my body. I make my way to the kitchen to make some tea as I try to recall how we ended up in the position we found ourselves in. We’ve spent the last few days going over everything from the very beginning, analysing any detail we might have missed even down to when we both arrived in Moscow and who we spoke to when we arrived
Codename: Aconite Chapter Twenty-Five: Belly of the Beast Pt 1
“Just explain it to me because I’m having an extremely difficult time figuring out if you’re suicidal or just fucking stupid,” Silas snaps in exasperation. I tune him out as he continues his ten-minute – and counting – long tirade regarding me and my sanity. I focus on meticulously organising my sample slides in their case in alphabetical order by species name. I’m just approaching the C’s when Silas’ hand comes slamming down on the desk in front of me, causing several slides to jostle out of place. I slowly look up at him, burring my eyes into his skull, “You made me lose my place,” I say with quiet dissatisfaction. “At least I’ve gotten your fucking attention,” he says acerbically. I roll my eyes, “Are you developing early-onset senility? Is there a reason I need to repeat my plan to you YET AGAIN?” I quip. “You didn’t even ask me about this first, you just fucking went ahead and did it,” he says furiously, making my molars snap together. I rise to my feet and step up to him u
Codename: Aconite Chapter Twenty-Six: Belly of the Beast Pt 2
“Master of Ceremonies,” I say in disbelief, keeping the wobble out of my voice rather expertly, I must say. “Aconite,” he says with a pleased smile, “So glad you remember me. I definitely remember you,” he says with a knowing smile. Horrific images of mutilated bodies screaming and begging for their lives and the smell of blood and burning flesh comes flooding back as my mind replays the last Tournament I competed in. I push the memories back and focus on the here and now and the man in front of me. The Master of Ceremonies – since we don’t know his real name – is as deadly as he is charming. He’s 6’2” and appears to be in his thirties with short blonde combed-over hair with blonde highlights, golden glowing skin with a large jaw covered in dark blonde stubble that is starting to show signs of age. His eyes shine with mirth, but there is a danger in their depths that I have witnessed firsthand is far from idle. His eyes are like two deep blue warning signs flashing with the pain the
Codename: Aconite Chapter Twenty-Seven: Stake Out Pt 1
I slide into the passenger seat of the rental car, cradling my delicious goodies and shut the door. I open the bag of sugary sweet pâte de fruits and gleefully grab a piece from inside the bag, feeling like a child who has just been given the keys to Willy Wonka’s factory. I go to take a bite when I hear the sound of frustrated, heavy nose-breathing coming from my left and glance over at Silas, whose brows are dipped in a harsh V-shape as he glares out the windshield like he’s about to go to war with the protective glass screen of the car. “What’s your problem?” I ask. “You went out to get snacks? Seriously? We’re meant to be staking this booth out waiting for this alleged assassin to show up, and you tell me you need to go to the bathroom only to come back with French sweets,” he spits in annoyance. “What crawled up your ass?” I scoff as I take a bite of one of my sweets. “You go out and do something stupid by reaching out to The Tournament, and then you get kidnapped and dragged
Codename: Aconite Chapter Twenty-Eight: Stake Out Pt 2
I look up at the beautiful sand-coloured 5-story apartment building, the exterior lined with picturesque wrought iron balconies dripping on stone terraces, decorated with lush plants and just big enough to allow for a single person to step out and admire the view. I wish my apartment building looked as beautiful as this. “It’s beautiful,” Silas remarks with a warm smile. I nod in agreement, “I wish my apartment building was this lovely.” “I could never live in an apartment; I don't know how you do it.” “You live in a house?” I ask quizzically. “Family estate in Moldova.” I smirk, “That your way of saying you still live at home?” “Got a problem with that?” He says, raising his eyebrow, daring me to say something. I raise my hands in surrender as I let out a chuckle, “No problems here. If it weren’t so smothering at my parents' house I’d probably still live there too.” “What’s so smothering about your parents' place?” He curiously asks as we walk up the front stoop of the build
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