After the huge man left, I didn't even have time to process my thoughts or what I was doing. I ran upstairs and started hacking into the Internet to find anything on the man that was threatening Ian.
Ian called him Mr Alexandris, so I took that as my first clue. Adem Alexandris, successful child Entrepreneur that build his empire from the ground up with absolutely no sort of help. I continue hacking through the internet, but that's all I can find on the surface. I dig deeper in the dark web and find all sorts of things, He is also a gang boss And he has many connections with notorious drug lords and powerful and dangerous gangs. But that's all already obvious just by looking at him, he's dangerous, very dangerous.
Ian owes a very dangerous man a lot of money, which makes this whole thing a very dangerous situation. And this Mr Alexandris has Noah as collateral, which means he is in serious danger. As I continue finding more about Adem Alexandris I get more and more irritated, there's nothing on the Internet or the dark web that I can use against him, so my chances of helping Ian are slowly slimming. It's like he erased himself from the Internet, just like I did to myself as a precaution.
I continue racking my brain on how to help Ian and the internet clearly won't be of any help, what about physical evidence? If you don't want people finding your weaknesses or incriminating evidence about you, the best way is to keep it physical and close to you. My brain continues coming up with crazy ideas as my hands continue flying across my keyboard, finding more about him as I go on.
He has a sister called Thalia Alexandris, but I'm not like him, I wouldn't use humans as collateral so that's out of the question, but that gives me an idea.
I rush downstairs ready to inform Ian that I'll be out for the day, but he's nowhere to be found, easier for me, I guess. I get ready and leave the house, putting it under complete security surveillance. Being a hacker brings in good money but not enough for Ian, that's why I have to do this.
I convince myself over and over again that this isn't a bad thing, a dangerous man is targeting Ian and Noah, so I will do anything I can to protect them. But this feels so, so wrong, infiltrating someone's house is so wrong. I don't have enough time to continue convincing myself when I'm standing before the extensively huge building.
Keres, the name of the Apartment complex that Adem Alexandris owns. It's ironic how the building is named after me. The name Keres comes from Greek mythology, where a female spirit of death and destruction is said to revel in the suffering of others. I must be the spirit's earthly form, considering how similar we both are. But that doesn't explain why Adem named his building Keres.
As I start making my way into the building, I start activating a lot of illegal devices that will help in dealing with getting into a highly secure building. This building might as well rival the Pentagon. Of course that's an exaggeration, but the Security is tight as hell, good thing I know how to squeeze myself into little holes.
I walk up to the front desk, dressed as a filthy rich mistress, with my black hair straightened and flowing down my back and over my shoulders. I have a dramatically big and equally dramatically colourful beret on my head. Not only that, but I'm adorned in diamonds head to toe. Fake Diamonds. But they don't have to know that. I'm in a lush green maxi dress that sweeps the floor and hugs my curves just right and lastly, to top off the French mistress look, I'm wearing a fur coat that I bought from Walmart.
I muster up a French accent as I speak to the concierge."Excusez-moi, I am needing some help, if you please?" I say while giving the concierge a sultry smile.
That gets him completely off his guard, making things easier for me."What can I help you with, ma'am?" He says, returning a smile that clearly showed he was interested in me.
"I came all ze way from Paris to meet my 'usband at zis apartment, but 'e is not answering 'is phone and 'e forgot to tell me ze apartment number."
He takes a second trying to decipher the French I just said. "What is your husband's name?" He says deflating, probably because he hoped he would be able to take me home tonight. However, every person in this building is very powerful, and they can make any person disappear if only they wish it.
I had researched on the tenants of the building and to my luck there was a man that loved bringing different cultured women into his home, It's why I went with the French look.
"Ronaldo Filler." I say quickly, nearly forgetting the French accent, but I brush it off with another sickenly sweet smile. He looks down at the computer typing away as he blushes from the smile.
"Ah, Mr Filler lives on the 10th floor, miss." I give another smile, seeming excited than ever.
"Oui, I've 'eard 'im say zat before." I smile again and tiptoe over the counter and give the Concierge a kiss on the cheeks, earning myself another blush.
I turn towards the elevator before he could say another word to stop me and wave goodbye before the elevators close behind me.
Sighing, I was relived that went smoothly, I was worried the four bodyguards standing at every corner would suspect something and question me, luckily I kept my voice just above a whisper for the concierge to hear.
I press the tenth floor button, hoping and praying that nothing goes wrong, and I am not caught. I reach the Tenth floor and walk towards the only door in sight. From fifth floor downwards it is 5 apartments per floor and sixth floor upwards it was just two apartments per floor but on this floor luckily it's just one but with less space.
I lift my arm ready and prepared to knock at the door, then discreetly with my other hand I press a button on a device attached to my thigh. That little action freezes the cameras. Now if someone looks at the cameras it will see the French woman walk up to the door, then the image freezes, but they will assume she walked in.
I quickly get rid of the ridiculously green outfit and tear off the fake face mask that I had on, as I would ever leave any type of evidence or footprint. Now dressed in all black, I made my way to the elevator, and I'm thankful that there are no cameras in here.
I had looked at the building's schematics earlier which took an extensive search through the Internet, and the only way to get to the penthouse is through a separate elevator. I open the hatch above the elevator and start climbing through, but not before I stop the elevator and make sure no one can control it. I don't really wanna fall to my death or have my head smashed in.
I climb the extensive lauder all the way to the top, this building has 15 floors, and I'm on tenth, so the climb won't be as awful as I think. I make my way up and find a small vent that I'm sure leads to the other elevator because the elevators' share the same ventilation system. I sneak through it and find myself in the other elevator. I open it and end up exactly in the penthouse.