Chapter 3 | My Prey

Ronnakrit's Pov

As soon as I arrived at the gamble house, I sighed in relief. I got off my bike after making sure it's parked in a safe spot.

I approached the entrance, looking at the tall building in front of me. 

The Ban Kan Pan wasn't just a building; it was a fortress. No signs, just a heavy, unmarked door guarded by two mountains of muscle who looked like they chewed nails for breakfast. A cold shiver, the kind that had nothing to do with the night air, traced a path down my spine. Assess. Adapt.

I moved forward, my steps silent on the pavement. As I reached for the door, a meaty hand slammed flat against the wood, blocking my path.

The guard didn't even look at me. "ID." His voice was a low grumble, like stones grinding together.

Shit. My mind raced. I had fake IDs, but not on me for this mission. Bluffing was the only tool left.

"I'm a guest of the house," I said, layering my voice with a confidence I didn't feel. "My business is my own. Now, are you going to let me in, or do I tell your boss you're turning away his money?"

For a terrifying second, I thought I'd overplayed my hand. The second guard stepped closer, his eyes scanning me from head to toe. Then, the first one grunted.

"Phones. " He shoved a small, empty basket at me. The demand was a test of compliance.

Without hesitation, I pulled my two phones from my pocket and dropped them in. The clatter they made was unnaturally loud in the tense silence. It was a leap of faith, disconnecting myself from the world outside these walls.

The guard nodded, finally stepping aside. The door swung open. The real mission started now.

 I moved slowly and silently, my eyes scanning the area for one person. My prey. The owner of Ban Kan Pan.

I paused for a while, isn't this place a game house, why is there no yelling and all that smoky stuff. 

As I scanned through the area, I spotted an elevator. Huh, maybe the next floor is game house.

In the elevator, I pressed the second floor button.

And as soon as the door opened, I was met with a huge game house. Sound of laughter, and dice hitting the table. 

I scanned the area, hoping to get the target here but to no avail. I turned to a guy holding a tray filled with chips. " Where's the boss?" I asked

" He is in his office, in a meeting." He said nonchalantly. 

I wonder why he just bluffed that out, too easily. 

I think that's a VVIP room then. But, how will I get there? 

I rushed up to the guy once again to get more information. " So how do I get to his office?" 

" Pete don't tell me you've misplaced your card this time again." He said.

That was when it hits me hard, he has mistook me for another person. It's great by the way, I should just use it to my advantage. 

" I think I did." My hands raked through my hair. I was trying hard to mimic Pete's likely distress. 

" Huh, do you really have to do that every time we are here? Take mine." He stretched his hands forward handing me his ID. 

Ohh, WOW... You've just made my work easier. 

" Thanks dear." I nodded twice before turning to leave.

That was too easy. I have passed the first level, now I just need to make it to the last part of my job alive. 

I headed towards the elevator, although, I don't know which is the right one, I took the one in the middle. I placed the ID on the sensor, and immediately the elevator slide open.

My mind drifted back to that guy, and I kept wondering if I really looked like the Pete he mentioned.

I quickly got in, pressing the last number which would practically take me to the last floor. 

And as soon as the elevator dinged, the door slowly slide open. I stepped out, moving forward to my left. 

Voices echoed from the room. And I wonder why there was no bodyguards outside. 

" My dad haven't been really well, so I happened to check through the company's statement just today." A man's voice could be heard.

" And how excited are you for a big profit?" Another man laugh aloud.

" Right. The Casino has been earning pretty big... All to an extent it arises someone's greed to start cheating." The calm guy said again. " Do you agree?" He asked.

Almost immediately, the whole room went quiet. I wonder what was really happening.

" Hey, hey calm down." The other man who laughed moment ago said.

At that moment, I took a second to retrieve the target's photo from my pocket. I stared at it for a while, memorizing his looks

" I have done business with your dad for years, he had ne'er ever disrespected me." The man said aloud. " Me!" His voice more louder than the previous one.

Slowly, I took one dagger and an tear gas. Stealthily, I moved towards the door. 

"They say I am more like my mum, you know?" A deafening gunshot shattered the air. No more time. I quickly slipped in my earbuds, twisted the doorknob, and burst into the haze-filled room.

My eyes locked on the old man. I didn't throw the dagger; I needed to be sure. I lunged, but as the blade left my hand, one of his men saw me. 

He shouted. Another gun fired. And in the next second, the room erupted into a storm of muzzle flashes and screaming lead.