Predator
1045 Words
Emerald
After the day's work, even the interruption of Diego Echeverria during lunch hour could not stop the joy in my heart about the nighttime. I'm no vampire but the nightlife is my best time in New Orleans city, making it my favourite time to play, owing to various nightclubs and casinos, which I used to conduct other businesses. You can say I'm living the life but the best of my living is extracting information with the simple art of torture, it's no lie, sometimes I use the same treatments to handle my debtors and other personnel who likes to get under my skin. I get to be creative while extracting information like the fella I have at my club, one of madam Joyce's goons, he is the same person that shot that fateful night. He was lured in by my ladies in training and fell right into my trap.
Set for my departure, dressed in a one in a million dollars red pantsuit, a cream lacy inner, and a blazer to match, call me cheesy but I love my designers, what can I say? Looking good is good business. Using my Lamborghini Aventador, I cruised to my club to catch my prey.
"Catch" throwing my keys at the valet while I strolled into the club, inspecting the queue.
" These people can't help themselves," smiling to myself while I waltz into the building.
"Where is he?" Signaling my men to point me in the direction of my catch tonight.
" He is right over there, boss and he doesn't look like he is ready to leave" replied one of my boys
Smiling to myself
"Will you blame him, he is having the time of his life, bring him in, let's give a special welcome" I responded, strolling to my office to receive my guest.
After settling in, a knock followed
" Should I come in, boss?" The voice at the other side huffed.
"Come in" I replied immediately
Looking at the new face, I could tell he was disappointed seeing a female face but I'm about to change his narrative.
" sit down Mr. Sebastian" extending my arm to show him the seat, while going through his file. Eyeing my body hungrily, I can't blame him, I'm indeed a sight for any man to ignore. With my well-carved face, beautiful pointed nose, and full blossom lips, I guess the universal is just paying back for all the hardship faced while growing up.
" heh hem" clearing my throat to get his attention, turning to address my subordinate
"Leave us and tell Jonathan to bring up my kit, I might play tonight" staring hard at the man who shot a 10-year-old girl. I guess age didn't do him justice, checking his wrinkled and tagged state. He looked better at 13 years old. I guess madam Joyce doesn't know how to treat her workers well.
" What do you want from me?" he spoke, breaking off the silence. I laughed, relaxing further in my executive chair, I replied
" We're playing a game called truth or truth, if you lie, I hope you don't, you will be punished. Are you ready? "
" Are you sick or something? What gives you the right to interrupt my fun? Do you know who I am?"
He clapped back harder.
" Tell me Mr. Sebastian, who are you? I will love to know" Then a knock is interrupted, followed by Jonathan who is wheeling in my torture devices.
" Right on time, we were just about to start the Q&A"
"You can as well as entertain yourself by watching through the transparent wall, don't worry about your screams tonight, no one can hear or see you" I explained further to enlighten my guest. My walls are see-through which allows me to oversee every activity.
" Boss, do you want me to stay behind?" Jonathan speaks while tying my guest to his seat.
"Of course, you need to keep our guest company by prepping him up," I said smiling while walking over to the trays full of clips, pliers, various carved knives, and a conductor, taking over my blazer in exchange for my black apron and a black glove to protect my hands, trust me, it's going to be a mess. Call me crazy but I love to stalk my prey before execution just like a predator. I turned out and spoke loudly
" let me formally introduce myself, my name is Emerald Don" I paused for the shock to register properly on my face and then continued.
"Welcome to my empire"
Speaking in between tears " ahhhaaa I haven't done anything wrong, please spare me. He wailed. I guess my reputation is well known, being the youngest assassin at the age of 13years, killed my first man with a dart, puncturing his artery located in his neck with a dart.
" oh stop it, don't spoil the fun now, we are just starting" I replied laughing at his pitiful state, I continued
" You're here for a few reasons, to get information about The Shrine brothel and madam Joyce if you screw up, I'm going to pry off all your toe and fingertips, are you ready?"
" I don't know anything, I'm innocent" he responded
" Wrong answer" I huffed, using the pliers to ply off his nails.
" Should we try again?" I asked, this time around, showed him the pictures of his family on my table.
"I'm sure you won't want anything to happen to them," I said
"Please leave them alone, they had nothing to do with this," he responded
"Very good, Mr. Sebastian, I'm glad you know that, but let me warn you, I won't be lenient. So tell me something about madam Joyce, something she doesn't share with her besties" I said, waiting patiently while my eyes roamed around the activity bubbling downstairs until I locked eyes with a familiar face.
" What do we have here? I turned around to address Jonathan "finish up while I go take care of a bug, I will be back shortly. Replacing my apron for my blazer, informing my other subordinates over the earbud
"Boys, be at a high alert, we don't know why he is here"
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