After the event, Mia presented her revenge plan before we went on holiday: I was to find out whether Charles had really cheated on her, check who Anastasia was and find out what else was known about the relationship between Charles and Anastasia. To do this, I had to learn how to jump into other bodies again. Mia squatted on her bed and looked at her Instagram profile to see her friends uploading their faces to the platform. My first attempts failed. She scrolled down. Picture after picture, face after face. After the twentieth picture, I gave up and wanted to give up. Then she switched off the phone and walked out of the house.
She crouched down in a park and stared at various people. This time it didn't work at first either, but after a few more attempts I was able to jump into the body of an older man who was jogging. I kept running for him while Mia wondered if I was still in her body. I jumped into a small child who was playing with his shovels in the toy box. I felt the cold ground again, holding the shovel in my hand with the thought that it was working. I tried to speak, but being in the body of a child, I could only moan. The child's mother came to me, grabbed me in her hands and rocked me in her hands while she looked at me and sang something at the same time.
I jumped into her body, feeling the sudden difference. The tight leggings, the wide shirt and the sandals with painted toenails. I continued to sing her song, rocking her child as I walked over to Mia. "Young lady, can you take my child," I handed the woman's child to the seated Mia and sat down on the bench next to her.
"Do you know how great this jumping feels," I said to her, who looked at me quizzically. She was shocked to realise who I was and that it was great to have my skills under control again. To complete the plan, I still had to learn how to jump into other bodies through images. To do this, I took a selfie with Mia's phone before taking the child, going to the playground and teleporting back into Mia's body. Although I had regained my abilities, I felt very tired after the jumps.
That same evening, I announced to Elise that I had regained most of my abilities, as far as I had the strength to do so. She was happy for me and hugged me immediately afterwards in her daughter's body. She warmly welcomed me into her family. She had invited me to feel at home in this family until I regained my body back.
Then a memory came back to me that immediately left me. Without thinking twice, I was able to continue my experiments after dinner. While Mia was doing her homework, she put up the picture of the woman from the park. I looked into her blue eyes and focussed, but this was the third time today that it hadn't worked. So I hadn't given up hope for a long time. After a few more times, I heard a baby cry.
"Do you hear that?" I interrupted Mia while she was studying. She heard nothing. Suddenly I jumped into the young mum's body the next time I looked at the picture. This time I was in her body. The child was silent, sucking on my nipple and I was in her house. I bounced back and forth to Mia and the young mum until I found my flow. Next, Mia showed me a picture of a classmate from her studies that she wanted me to possess.
This time I didn't know the person. I looked at him as I jumped. Suddenly was in his bed looking at his phone. This time without delay and without side effects. I was ready to go through to find out what was going on with Charles. I returned to Mia to find her crying again. Even though I was gone for five minutes, many things happened. Mia had called Charles and wanted to meet him, but he announced that he was breaking up with her and would never see her again because he was moving. I felt her tears flowing down her face. She couldn't understand why. All the more she wanted me to gather more information about her ex-boyfriend.
Shortly before Mia agreed to meet her friends, she showed me the picture of Alisha. She is one of the few women in the city who knows about all the events in the city.Among them, she sells drugs through Darknet and offers prostitution.Her golden shoulder-length hair, her thin face and greenish-blue eyes.An extraordinary woman who is a few years younger in the picture than she is today.
I focussed on taking possession of her. With one leap, I landed in her body. I looked around me to realise that I was in a container. There were poppy plants on my left and grass on my right, where members of the women's gang were working. On the table in front of me was the calendar in front of the drug dealer, who was writing down all the appointments on it. The sale of several tonnes of morphine and weed was scheduled for today at the Florell point.
The profit was a whopping 52.5 million pounds in cash. Alisha Glass knew how the business worked. After all, the young student is training to be a doctor, so the production of chemical medicines shouldn't be a problem. I rummaged through her memory of the rumours when she had met him in a pub a week ago. Alisha was sitting at the bar, already drinking her first Mexicana. He squatted down next to her and had ordered a frozen Margaritha.
"Long wait?" he enquired.
"Not for you darling. You know you can't take over the family business like this."
"For God's sake Alisha, I'm nineteen years old. I know what I'm doing."
"You don't, because if you knew, you wouldn't have come here," she glanced briefly at Charles, who had received the drink in the meantime and was taking a sip.
"You know that our families might not get along," he continued, looking deep into her eyes.
"But you also know that you can't have a normal woman as the next head of your family. The business is too violent for that."
"So what do you suggest?" Charles asked.
"Meeting both of you is bad for business. And because you need someone you can trust, I happen to know someone you might be interested in." Charles was a little surprised before Alisha continued.
"Her name is Anastasia. Top assassin, former warrior in Afghanistan, Iran and Iraq," she pulled out a folder and handed it to him. "A good agent for the United States of America. Murdered numerous civilians undercover, shot hostage-takers and responsible for numerous land grabs." Meanwhile, he was still looking at the file, observing her superior's orders, notes about her private life.
"I've given you what you needed. If you want to stay in the family business, part ways with Mia!", taking the last sip of her drink before disappearing.
The next day, Charles called during a meeting and confirmed to her to get in touch with Anastasia. Alisha smiled in front of her gang. "And one more thing," Charles added. "Spread rumours about my relationships. I don't care who dumped who, but do it in a way that doesn't tarnish my reputation," he hung up the call afterwards. Alisha's colleagues overheard the conversation and knew what to do. So they told him that Mia had left him.