Chapter 3
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Chapter Three
The day was already dimming in light as the well equipped agents climbing into the three luxurious black tinted mercedes bus that were lined up at the back of Demitrus bulletproof G-wagon, also tinted
He was already in his vehicle along with his private secretary miss Juliana, a young beautiful girl with a sharp looking glasses
Some rumours had it that miss Juliana was a trained assassin from birth, some had it that she was a female dragon or a being of a rare origin
But no one could really tell what she really was, not even the executives, bit one thing they were all sure of was that she was probably some powerful being and wasn't one to be joked with
Able to speak more than 20 languages fluently, and being so calm always, some people mistake her for an alien fallen from the sky with super abilities, but only Leonard Briggs Demitrus knew who she really was
"We are 10 miles to the location" Andrea, the Chief security officer spoke into the radio for all your to be aware and be prepared
"Julie…" Demitrus called out to his private secretary as she was busy surveying the location of the club they were to raid on her tablet
They were in the bulletproof G-wagon which was worth over 200,000 dollars, with one of the geared up agent being the driver
"The drones are already on route to the destination" she said looking up to her boss
"Not about that, want to tell you how the operation is going to go" Demitrus said as he started explaining to his private secretary in details
The G-wagon moved around as it arrives at the local club parking space, it was alone without the three bus carrying the agents
Demitrus opens the doors as he came down from the G-wagon and shut the door behind him, making his way to the entrance of the club
The G-wagon drove off immediately with his private secretary and the agent driving it
He made his way to the entrance of the local club as a group of rough looking men at the door stoped him
"That's a nice looking ride you came down from bro" one of them by his side said with his mouth filled with a cigarette stench
Demitrus didn't reply as he looked at the entrances of the club and the huge man standing in front of him and the others all around him
He knew these were not the people he was here for as they were just some local street thugs
"Permission to take out all five thug opposing entrance" a formal voice said in his hidden earphone
"Declined" Demitrus said as he brought out some dollars and handed over to each of them
"Grant me passage" Demitrus said as they stared at the money in their hands and looked back at the clean and formal looking man in an expensive long black suit and black gloves
Seeing the strange man in front of them, they felt a bit uneasy as they let him through, still staring at him as he gained entrance into the club
It was really a local club with not much people, some pole dancers dancing on the tablepole as her customers threw their money at her to get her attention
Demitrus stayed near the entrance standing as he looked around the club
And immediately she caught his eyes, it was the one thing that stood out in such a place, except him that is
And he could see that the other strange looking person in such a place got her fair share of attention as he got his
Such a place was were a man tired from work with little hope in life comes to get drunk and feel a bit alive, while the kind of ladies who hang around such a place was the type of the lowest class
But the lady sitting over there at the bar stand was one of a whole lot different aura and appearance
"Am all but curious, what is a lady such as yourself doing in such a place!" Demitrus said to as he sat down on the long stool next to the classy looking woman in the red dress
"And what is a money pompous man of your standing doing in such a place?" The woman in the red dress said to Demitrus without darting an eye towards him
Demitrus looked stunned, "you haven't laid your eyes on me and you are already inferring such things"
Then she turned slowly to face him and the great Demitrus felt his heart skip a beat
"So tell me, am I wrong?" The private secretary said to him as she looked directly into his eyes
"I won't say pompous but…."
"But what?" she asked him immediately not waiting for him to finish what he was saying
Half a billion dollars stolen and all traces led to such a place, it was a lot absurd to the security agency and all the executive
So coming in here Demitrus had something in mind, to look for the abnormal, such a local pub was bound to be filled with all the lowlifes that were already around either way one may look
She was the only thing or person that stood out, the money was stolen digitally, so there was no need for the thugs and men of the street but of some group of sophisticated individuals, which is not to be found in such a place, leaving just her with such an aura
"You seem to be in deep thought, having a bad day?" The woman asked him as she took a sip of water from her cup
'She must be connected to this one way or the other' he thought
"What is your name madam?" Demitrus asked politely
"I am Catherine Murrell" she reciprocated
"Incoming… incoming…holy s**t!" He heard over his hidden earphone as it went radio silent
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