I raise my hand to look at the watch that's wrapped snugly around my wrist, it's 9:30 on the dot and I'm dressed to kill.
Strutting into the bar, I take a drink from a passing waiter and take a sip...vek it's a martini. I cringe and set the glass on a nearby table and scan the crowded bar for my target. Too many scumbags are in place, they all seem to be meshing together and looming alike.
I look at my phone again, checking my message threads with Jenny for the picture of the fucker who's gonna meet God today.
He stood out with an unsettling contrast between his appearance and the whispers of his questionable past. His blonde hair was cropped short, framing a round face that seemed almost cherubic in its innocence. Bright blue eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint, hinting at so many secrets, I didn't doubt he was hiding. His lanky build belied a quiet strength, as if he could unfold himself like a whip, striking with unexpected force.
Despite his angelic appearance, there was an aura of quiet danger surrounding him, like a whispered rumor or a half-remembered nightmare. His smile, though charming and disarming, seemed to hide a thousand secrets, and his eyes gleamed with a knowing light that made you wonder what he was truly capable of... I look up from my phone and scan the crowd again then I see him talking to a group of ladies, no doubt trying to charm one of them into his web.
Flipping my hair and checking my make-up, I make my big entrance, all eyes are on me naturally and so are the targets'...bingo.
As I make my way to the bar, I feel pairs of eyes following me till I sit down then I hear someone walking towards me and sitting down on the chair beside me, of course, I have to behave obliviously, that's my cover.
"Two vodka's...neat" he orders in a deep calm voice, if only he knew that I'm gonna be his karma tonight, karma for all those women that couldn't speak because he paid them to keep their mouths shut.
I sip my water, playing with my straw like a doe-eyed innocent girly girl and I know he likes what he sees...predator fuck face, man I can't wait to fuck him up.
"You drink don't you?" He asks me and I turn to him, fluttering my lashes like I'm confused by the question.
"What?"
"I mean, I'm not going to drink these two vodkas all by myself" he grins at me and I swear I have to pinch myself so I can blush to sell the act
"Oh, I don't drink vodka, it's a bit too strong for me" I smile and his grin grows impossibly wider.
"How bout I order something else, like mineral water" he teases and I chuckle softly
"Okay, I'm not that innocent, Tequila would be okay" I smile and he grins giving the bartender the order, I look at my watch...I've got what, thirty more minutes to reel him in, something tells me I won't need it all.
"So what's a pretty thing like you doing here all alone" he starts and I fight the urge to roll my eyes, typical...so a girl can't take herself out to have a good time.
"Well I was supposed to meet my boyfriend here but he broke up with me I guess" I sigh, feigning sadness and he frowns, his large palm moving to rest on my bare thigh...God, I want to stab his hand off but I'm trying to come off as innocent and lonely so he takes me to his house.
"That's awful, he didn't deserve you" he says with a small smile and I pretend to light up at his words. Now for the closing act of the night.
"Aw, that's sweet but you don't know me...maybe I was the problem" I say turning away and he cups my jaw, turning my face so I'm looking at him
"Never say that, you look sweet, you could hardly be a problem to anyone" Oh you'd be surprised Mr. "Come on, let's get out of here...we'll get your mind off him" he says taking my hand and I hesitate so it doesn't look suspicious, I mean I'm a girl whose supposedly going through a break-up, girl has got to show a little restraint right?
"I don't know, don't you think it's too soon and all" I whisper innocently looking around and he smiles cupping my shoulders and running his sweaty fucking palms up and down them...gross.
"I won't do anything you're not comfortable with, it'll be fun I promise" he says sincerely and if not for the fact that I've heard and seen what this man is like, I'd actually believe him.
With a nod, he guides me towards his car and I activate the tracking sequence pinned to my collar in case things go awry and I need backup, that has never happened before but still I'd like to know that there's a plan B if it's needed.
While I'm in the car and he's rubbing his greasy palm up and down my thigh for comfort, I remember my perogative...he has a girl hostage, a girl that he bought from an underground human trafficking ring, the girl is only part of the problem, I have to get information on the ring from the scumbag as well, I mean can you imagine, he uses this girl to lure women to him so she's already hardened by now and probably believes he loves her. But he abuses her and I can use this as a hook to gain her trust and get her out of there.
"What are you thinking about?" He says softly squeezing my thigh and I shake my head looking down at my palms, how I do the things I do undercover without hating myself and cringing to death when its over is a mystery i will never be able to uncover...I mean if he wasn't a serial rapist, I probably would do him but he is...
"It's nothing" I turn to stare at the window as the car rolls to a stop, taking stalk of the environment...This wasn't his house, fuck it was a hotel, fuck...total change of plan...I'll have to torture the fuck out of him to get information on where his house is.
Non of the girls he took ever saw where he lived, he didn't take them to his house ever and I thought if I acted the way I did, he'd take me to his home to make me comfortable...guess he's a pig all way round.
He rushes to my side to open the car door and I step out holding my coat closer to myself as the night breeze rushes past me. The hotel in front of me is easily 5 stars, it even has a fountain in front of it
We enter the main lobby and i look around, there's a gold chandelier hanging above us, and I'm standing on a plush red carpet, everything here is so fancy, he's going all out on this one.
"Your usual Mr Myers?" The receptionist coos with a broad grin, pushing out her chest so her tit's are in front of his face, so this isn't his first time making use of this hotel, I make a mental note to circle back to this receptionist and ask her a thing or two about his businesses here.
"What rooms are available" he says, ignoring her question and trying to save face.
"Um...the purple suite is available, so is the penthouse suite, the deluxe junior suite is also available" he taps a finger on his chin as if he was thinking.
"The penthouse suite seems perfect" the receptionists pushes the keys towards him and he takes my hand, leading me towards the elevators.
The elevator door closes and he leans in to kiss me but I turn and his slimy lips land on my cheek and I have to hold myself not to hurl my dinner all over his face and expensive suit. He takes my turning away for shyness and I see his eyes twitch but he seems to be restraining himself pretty good and so am I...I'm two seconds away from blowing his brains out.
Why so violent? you might ask but I hate men like him, they prey on the weak of the society and cover their tracks in such a way that society thinks that their God's gift to humanity.
The elevator dings and it's door opens gradually, we walk towards his room while I think of all the ways this could play out, I could do this in the bathroom, where I could easily wash out the blood...I wouldn't want to leave a mess for the room service and I certainly wouldn't want to lower the ratings of the hotel by committing a murder here.
Or I could get him to tell me without causing harm then taking him to hq to finish him off...or i could extract the information and cut him to bits and call the clean up crew, so many choices.
He opens the door and I enter in after him, i see him rub his hand maliciously from the corner of my eyes, he really thought he was gonna hit tonight...poor fool.
Now that I'm in a secure place and he's closing the window blinds by himself, thank you kind sir...I can get to work now.
"So this is where you bring them all" I murmur looking around, The expansive living area is a masterclass in luxury design. Plush, cream-colored sofas and armchairs are arranged around a stunning glass coffee table. Floor-to-ceiling windows offer breathtaking views of the city skyline, while sliding glass doors lead out to a spacious balcony, too bad I'm here on work...sigh
"What?" His smile falters but it's back up as he pretends to be oblivious to what I'm talking about "what are you talking about?"
"Oh you'll know...you'll know soon enough" and with that I take a vase I saw on the table and use it to knock him out.