"What the hell is she doing?!" A middle-aged man, Charles Anderson, watching the camera footage live taken at the restaurant, was frowning so seriously. His sight was growing dim in extreme anger. "Why is she even there?"
The members of the mercenary team that went to ambush Lucien Michaelson did not understand what their boss was talking about. They saw a woman with their target, and by the stand of that woman, even though she was wearing corporate lady's clothes, she was a private bodyguard. She had been the reason they failed all their attempts to take their target.They were hired to grab the grandson of the feared Lion of the Mafia World. If their task were to take him down, they could have done so in many ways. Blow his car off or take a snipe shot in many positions possible, but since they have to get him alive, they have to get close, very close, to do their task. And they have never failed in their jobs as miserably as the way they had today ever before. They are"Based on what I know about B, there is nothing that can bend her will to avenge her parents' death. I think she is winning their trust if I am right to say she was caught faking her identity as a secretary. We both know she can do more than an assistant or secretary position job," Jack was beyond convinced Brianna is going through something, although he cannot ask her right now to confirm his assumptions. She can be very convincing in everything she does if she puts her focus into whatever it may be. And this time, Jack assumes Brianna is doing her very best to execute her revenge served cold. "Then why would she be out there in her real face?" Charles asked, still irritated. Who wouldn't be? He lost a few of his top-notched mercenary men because of her. She is becoming a hindrance. If she keeps being so, Charles will have to take her down as well. "Maybe because she didn't have a chance to conceal it when they got into the road accident that day," Jack knew Brianna
Tatum drove the car to where Brianna was holding the guy restrained. Lucien wanted to help, but Brianna restricted him. She was waiting for anything Tatum would give her to tie the captive up securely."Sir, please get in the car. We will put this guy in the trunk, and we will head out," Brianna stated. But Lucien did not comply. He stood there watching every move she made.She skillfully tied the man with a rope. Tatum helped to lift the guy into the trunk, but both Lucien and Tatum were taken by surprise when Brianna checked the guy's mouth for something and pulled out of it a capsule."What's that?" Asked an amused Lucien."Cyanide capsule, sir," Brianna nonchalantly answered."You mean a poison?" Lucien asked again. He could not believe what and how she just said it like it was very common knowledge to know for everyone and only he did not get the notice. Lucien looked up at Tatum, questioning. But Tatum was eq
Enzo was inwardly taken aback by what she had just said. He is known to be unpredictable and unreadable, but he felt naked in front of this lady, Anna. She is too sharp to point his reactions like it was too obvious not to notice.But he was also impressed that she did not make it sound like she was offended. She even stated it like she was praising him for being calculative to a stranger like her. Her answer also made sense. Why would she come all the way around here if her target is the young Michaelson? Noticing how the latter trusted her already, there is no need for the lady to come this far. She could have taken him as a hostage and ask the old Michaelson for anything, and she could get whatever she would ask in exchange for the Young Michaelson's life.So, all in all, his doubts were useless and unnecessary.He cleared his throat before he replied to Lucien."My apologies," Enzo slightly nodded his head to Briann
Just as they were about to walk up to see the old Michaelson, they were all shaken by a loud sound. Brianna quickly jumped at Lucien to cover him. She can tell it was a bomb. She quickly looked around to check from which direction did the sound came from."Damn it!" She grunted. "I should have checked him thoroughly."Brianna saw the guy she painstakingly brought for questioning blow himself off. He must have had a bomb hidden in his body for instances like he was in. Brianna overlooked that idea when she saw the cyanide. She thought that was the only thing the guy had with him to commit suicide, avoiding torture and questioning. She just realized they would never allow such things to happen if they had any chances."I should have questioned him first," she knocked her head.Lucien was still beneath her as she secured the place for any other invasion before she stood up and grabbed the bag with everything she picked for
"It's a shame I didn't get to meet her today," Leandro Michaelson grunted in disappointment as he waited for Lucien to get into his study room.The old Michaelson was looking so much forward to meeting Anna. But when he saw how persistent she was to leave and hunt those that had been chasing them ever since this morning, seeing how she even pointed a gun and made a warning shot to Tatum Elliot, the Mafia King was convinced this girl was not someone to be taken lightly. Leandro should be scared, noticing she is too capable despite her gender, despite her petite, very feminine physique and beauty. But seeing and realizing that she was after the jackasses who wanted to harm his grandson, he could not oppose. As a matter of fact, he did not want to disagree. He even refused to be against the idea. Her victory or failure will benefit his grandson, one way or another. Besides, he did not give the order. She was the one dead set on going after the enemy. He could make it
Brianna seemed to know exactly where to go and hunt her enemies. She swiftly arrived at a neighborhood where no one would ever have even the single doubt that a group of assassins for hire are living like every ordinary individual in the community. She parked her car from a distance and waited till dark covered the place. She cannot barge in with a clear view of her, walking into the building. As she waited, she also tried to familiarize herself with the possible ways she could make to enter the place of her target.It was a five-floor building. The first floor is a convenience store. The rest of the floors were studio-type rooms for rent according to the signage on the front wall of the building. But Brianna doubts that the room for rent sign is just a front, or maybe, it's an old signboard that these assassins did not bother to remove when they got the place for themselves.Brianna paused for a while."Why do I seem to know so much ab
Brianna moved according to her plans. She skillfully moved from the rooftop of the building she got into. It was early in the evening. Residents inside their homes must have been busy preparing for their respective dinners while working people must still be on their way home that the coast was clear for Brianna to get to where she was heading. She used the fire exit stairway to avoid the surveillance camera in the hallways and inside the lift. It is common for some residents who live on the lower floors to take the stairs than wait for the elevator, so it wouldn't have been too catchy if she chose the stairs to climb up."Send men to follow her carefully. If they need to do as she does, do it," Lucien ordered. "Do we have any idea how many people are present in the target area?""Negative, Sir," Tatum replied. "We have no way to check the number of people inside the building of target. And our men will enter the building from different directions
Jack was still waiting for Brianna and Lucien Michaelson to come back ever since they left, thinking they just went to have their lunch when Charles Anderson made a call. But he felt alarmed with the cruel old man's threat towards Brianna that he went home to his control room. It is a room filled with different screen monitors, which Jack uses to check everything and every angle of the areas he is trying to view. And right now, he was so desperate more than ever to find his little sister Brianna Peters. He needs to warn her that Charles might give an order to put a bullet on her head if she keeps blowing their missions off. Jack Foster did not know where or how to find her, but he still has to try."Oh God, help me find B as soon as possible," Jack folded his hands atop his nose as he closed his eyes and solemnly prayed. Not that he is a religious person, but he felt like he absolutely needed a miracle right now. He must have put heart, the purest portion of his h