Chapter 5 | Him
The dull monotony was in need of a kink when this task came in handy. We have a raid upcoming in a few hours and my gang is getting ready to let off the mask that we are habituated to wear all day, every day, all year round. Which only falls off when we paint our faces in our favorite patterns.
Like Ace here, the only woman of the gang and Jack’s girlfriend, has flowery patterns, beautiful to the point that she could deceive her prey into thinking she was just as harmless as the flowers painted on her face. Black does the grim reaper, Alpha is a wolf, while the rest of the group is mostly abstracts.
I like to be painted as the monster that I am, so I can feed the pit inside of me with the carnal fear that grips people every time they lock eyes with me. The unusual absence of pigment in my pupils works absolute wonders with the kind of people I have no choice but to chase.
However, the similarities between us are well concealed as the ones inside our minds. Same blades down the boots, same Glocks tugged by the side.
Pulling my jacket on, I message Black on our private portal, before taking off on my raid worthy beauty. The illegal H2R, I like taking out only on special occasions.
We meet at a common point at around half an hour before the actual action. Kraken is the only one who gets to drive a car; one – because he’s obsessed with it, and two – because none of us would want to have molesters as backpacks.
All of us have earpieces on, but I mostly keep it on mute; my lovelies can be very chatty sometimes. I can’t believe I met these guys in a classroom eight years ago; they still behave like college hooligans.
Parking our beauties in the dark alley at a safe distance so it goes unnoticed and still be escape ready, we make the final roll call.
“Kraken disable the cameras and be ready in the rover. We’ll call if need you inside, but hopefully that won’t be needed.” Black’s voice is almost hushed but yet quite strong from what we interacted a few days ago. He’s the definition of hot and cold. We all are.
Kraken nods in response.
“Next, Jack and Ace will secure the stuff when I and Scorpio engage. And do it faster this time. We can’t let them know that we’ve stolen until we’ve left.” Ace and Jack lock their eyes exchanging a firm nod.
Black turns to Alpha and Hades, placing a hand on his shoulder, “Be at the power end. Make sure it’s dark for as long as you can. In case it becomes suspiciously long, head in. Can you guys do that...”
Silence lies between them for more than it should. Wrong timing for them to be in midst of a bad scene.
The next moment, Hades comes forward and speaks for both of them, “Don’t worry. We’ll follow.” Black’s lips curl just a bit before giving an appreciative nod.
Fitting the Omegas on our Glocks we head inside, soon after which Hades and Alpha manage to make the lights go out, blowing up the backup along with it.
We head inside the facility, the air in here saturated with perfume and cigarette smoke. The clatter of heels and chimes of jewelry ring inside the dark premises of the facility. Lowlifes having a party down here on charity funds.
As we start making our way inside to the other end where the probable operator must sit, I clash with someone, the man curses before getting up and walking off. Good thing, that it bought me enough time for what I wanted to do.
Just as we approach the door on the other side of the hall, the place lights up. I turn around to find the area still dim enough with the neon blue flashing somewhere in the distance. A light breeze starts flowing, signaling that the air conditioning and exhaust have started working, it won’t be long before they find out that something went wrong.
I spot Hades moving through the crowd on the dance floor, pretending to be a part of the scantily clad trippy bodies. These motherfuckers have transformed this place into a discotheque for the night.
Behind him is Alpha pretending to sip on some kind of shitty cocktail. We’ll need to cover for them. They’ll go in. I communicate with Black through signs before he signals me to go for numbers two through five.
Number two is absolutely engrossed in looking around for suspicious movement. Engrossed enough to not notice it before it’s too late. I approach behind him before covering his mouth, and dragging him with ease. See why you shouldn’t skip hitting the gym, even if you’re bulky. I mean I definitely wouldn’t try that with Kraken. He’s bulky and yet extremely agile.
But this guy gets taken out really fast when I split open his skull in a single shot, with little to no noise in the dark corner before dropping him to the ground.
The other two are even easier. When I am done, I press the button on the inside of my jacket which will confirm Black that two through five are clear. He reconfirms his part too.
After the affirmations, we receive confirmations from Ace too, that all the crack has been secured. We wait for a few minutes for Hades too. As soon as he confirms his part, we start making way towards the exit before a man stops us mid-way.
“Where do you think you’re going?” The ugly tatted baldie says.
Black instantly switches to the harmless mode, “We were looking for your Boss. Need to discuss business.”
He eyes the two of us suspiciously before nodding and directing us to the back alley. Unaware little lamb.
“What was it you wanted to discuss?”
“So – you’re the boss?” Black exclaims. Although I know it’s pretentious. I mean of course we knew who he was the moment we saw him; he wouldn’t know but we never leave for a raid without proper research.
The grin on his ugly face is extraordinary, considering you’d find less people in this business, especially in his position unkempt enough to have a mouthful of caries.
Black and I exchange nods before I continue, “Good! Because we’ll need you back at my place.”
The tinker flashing on the gold tooth in his dirty mouth falls to the dust as I pack a punch at his jaw; good enough to make him sleep for the duration when Black picks him up on his shoulder and carries him inside Kraken’s car.
Ace and Jack tackle two more guards that approach us hearing some commotion through the back door. While Hades and Alpha stuff two more guests in the car.
“We’re taking them to the cabin. Cookie and fam are going to be so freaking happy.” Hades grins, “You’re coming with us, right?”
I side-eye him before Black replies, “He’ll probably join later.” He pats on my shoulder before leaning in and whispering, “Don’t blow up the place, okay?”
The amusement that lines around the rim of my lids at his concern. My bestie knows me so well.
As Kraken’s car takes off, I turn back and look at the structure. Poor children...wish they were on campus to watch these assholes burn.
Clicking on a button, I watch as an explosion goes off in one of the rooms, surely the one that had the staff of this place. Smoke and fire – followed by screams pitching in the quiet of the night.
The man collided with me for good.
I look at the flames that light up inside the building; the voices of the damned quenching my blood thirsty soul.
Just the punishment you should get for breaking the innocent.
And that – was personal.