All around the two cars and some distance away from them were filled with smoke, but Leila could see the sports car. She was seeing red and nothing less.
She grabs a cigarette from the car's compartment then steps out of the car and walks around it to properly face the sports car.
Leila grabs a lighter and lights the bottom of the cigarette and gives it a long draw. She blows the smoke out, adding to the smoky environment.
Leila folds her left arm and places her left foot on the passenger door, giving an intense gaze at the sports car. One thing in the world Leila hates is being followed without permission and worse, monitored.
If it ever came to her notice, she doesn't ask questions then, but when her mind is satisfied. She is ready to stand in that spot for as long as she wants because she is fully aware that they can't run from that position.
For five minutes, there are no movements and the smoke dies down a little, giving the driver of the sports car a clear view of Leila.
The driver and the passenger door swing open but no one steps out until a minute after that. The men shut their doors and try to intimidate Leila.
It seems he was not properly briefed about Leila before embarking on this journey.
Leila's lips curve up in a smile as she studies her cigar. When her head goes back up and her gaze lands on the men before her, it is sharp.
The men take a step forward and monitor Leila. She calmly puts her cigar back in her mouth and draws again, blowing the smoke. Her gaze remains glued to the foolish men before her and her thoughts centre around what thing to do.
What deadly thing!
The men take another step and Leila decides to readjust herself but does not change position. The men move two steps back quickly.
They wanted to drive off on seeing that Leila had caught up with them, but the engine refused to power up. Their option then was to remain in the car, but after a few minutes, they had to step out as they never know if she ends up burning the car.
Who knows!
But stepping out either was not safe. They knew that Leila was not an ordinary CEO, but they could not kill her either because it would be detrimental to them. The only option now is to see what she does.
Leila remains in her position, enjoying her cigar. She stares at the fear visible in their eyes, and she plans to exploit it. They engage in a staring contest for some time.
Leila's cigar is almost finished at this point when a low deep voice comes to her ears, "Question them"
She had thought of this but looking at how good they are at concealing their fears in only their eyes; deep within their eyes, it might be difficult to get information from them.
Leila is not new to the way criminals work, more so, hardened ones. Though not written on their faces, she is excellent at reading people, but for fulfilling all righteousness' sake she speaks,
"Who sent you?"
The men smile but say nothing. They were not in any immediate danger, so they would not get any information from them. The men smile again, feeling calm with the question.
Thinking that she might want information from them, they believe they are in their safe zone, and she would only torture them for the information.
They believe she is just a lady who sleeps with men to claim power, but lacks power. But they fail to understand that
Leila is not a lady.
If it was not for fun's sake, they would have found their soul in hell being tortured. Leila tosses the cigar to the ground and steps on it.
"You know the funny thing about death?" she stated not expecting an answer, but she pauses for effect
"It always follows you waiting for when to pounce"
The men glance at themselves trying to understand what she means by that
Leila studies the men before her, enjoying their foolishness then proceeds, "You know the wonderful thing about FINDING death?" she pauses glancing at the two men
She takes a step forward "It's always there all you have to do is find it"
Her words are confusing, but they know deep down it is a threat to their life, thinking it is just a way to get information from them, they laugh it off.
Leila is unshaken by their relaxed selves. She takes another step, "When you get to hell, tell them Leila brought you in"
At a distance, a few steps away from Leila's building, a man putting on a mask and all black stands and watches what is going on.
The only person he could see was Leila and the only object he spots is her car which she relaxes on with her left foot on the door.
He sees her drawing and blowing, but unmoving from her spot. "What is she staring at?" he mutters to himself
It's been a while since she has been smoking that particular cigar, it's supposed to have gone out by now,
he thought
He keeps his gaze on her, monitoring closely for any changes.
Meanwhile, Leila takes another step forward and the men move two steps back.
Leila's lips curve up in a sinister smile as she takes another step forward, but this time the men stay still, she takes another step and the men try to go back but cannot.
Out of fear, they take out their guns and point it at her, Leila smiles, but before they could press the trigger, she raises her hand and cuts through the air. Simultaneously, the men have wide cut on their throats and they drop dead.
"Clean it up"
With that, she turns around and gets in the car. While the man sees Leila step on the cigar and gets into her car.
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