The incident
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A cab pulled over at the entrance of a dilapidated building.. The building looks as if it'll fall if the wind blows hard. The painting washed due to the recent rain and a part of the roof was blown away showing that a part was leaking..
Mira stepped out from the cab and paid the driver who immediately drove away as if he was avoiding a plague. Mira stood before the building sighed heavily then heed inside.
The inside looks a lot worse than the outside old boxes litter across the space that once served as a sitting room to the foot of the stairs.
She dropped the white bag on the worn out couch.
"Jay, I'm home" her voice echoed back signaling most of the rooms upstairs are empty.. getting no reply which is unusual her younger brother was an enthusiastic type always returning a more positive energy.
She stood up climbing the wooden stairs which creaked loudly threatening to break underneath her cautiously.
"Jay..?, Jayden!!" She called out, stopping to listen for any slight noise.
Most times Jayden would play the hide and seek game which he obviously sucks at. He was always making noises.
"Jay I'm not in for your games tonight..come out I have something to tell you..!" She said opening the first room on the corridor.
Nothing..it was empty.
She paused, hands on her chin thinking.
"Jay,jayyy!,Jay" she called out in a sing song manner opening the next door.
"Jayden, this is not funny at all. Come out this instance" swinging the bathroom door open.
Arrggh' she let out a shriek of horror on the sight glaring at her.
Her brother, was soaked in the bathtub filled in his own blood.
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head then back ,filled with tears.
"Jayden,, "..
His name left her lips in a whisper..she reached for his body with shaky limbs..she turned the body.
Only to gagged against her own spite..his eyes were gone.. gouged out.
She slide down drowning herself in tears noticing a note with a sleek drawing of M&H on it beside the tub.
Wiping her eyes she reached for it:
'A perfect present on a perfect day.. don't cry I've just done you a favor'
"What god-damned favor? He was only fifteen years old you suckers, I'm gonna find you all"
She vowed her voice dripping with venom.
She had come home with happiness to share with her brother about the job she had just gotten.
This building was the only thing their late parents left for them and now her only family was also gone, murdered by unknown people for unknown reasons.
'Well, they're not unknown' her subconsciousness whispered in the back of her mind.
She unfold the piece of paper that she had squeeze the sleek drawing, reflecting gold.
"Yeah.. they're not unknown"
M&H holdings LLC was boldly written underneath it.
Her anger intensifying it was the same company that had given her a job today.
She laughed..and laughed not your regular kind of laughter but a bitter one filled with hatred and frustration..
They had given her a job and taken her brother's life in return..how stupid she must have been that the mighty M&H holdings LLC owned by the youngest billionaire would actually give her a job for free..
Well, now she have the job at her Beck and call.
They wouldn't know what hit them.
"I'll cut their lives short"
She pulled out her phone and dialed her best friend's number.
"Hey Dee, Jay is dead.."her voice quivering.
There was silence on the other side then a male voice came.. "I'm coming over right now"
She didn't reply before ending the call..
She wrapped her blood stained hands around herself in a cocooned way as tears found their way out from her tears ducts..
"Mira?Mirabella?" She heard her best friend call out but she was too weak to answer.
She heard the stairs creaking loudly cause of the weight of his foot but didn't move.
The door was barge open, ajar.
"Jesus!, Mira " Greg cooed sliding in the floor next to her in the bathroom,he pulled her into his arms for a hug rubbing her back softly.
"I'm here now,you can cry" and she let it all out.. She buried her face in his chest and sobbed heavily.
Greg shut his eyes painfully at the gruesome sight of Jay's bartered body in the tub.
"Just get me outta here"She muttered her voice choked with tears.
Greg picked her up in his arms sparing the body a final glance as he exit the room.
“Where should we go?” He asked softly, staring at the crying mess in his arms but she didn't reply, he sighed and took her out to his car which he had packed a few blocks away.
He wasn't bothered that the car could be stolen, it was safe to say the street is desolated.
He dropped her on the car's bonnet before retrieving a jar of honey from the car.
“Here.., it's alright, you've cried enough” handling it to her.
Mira nodded her head, taking the jar from him. Five minutes passed without either of them saying anything to each other, so she broke the silence.
“I met him dead.., his eyes were gone Dee” turning to look him in the eyes.
Greg swallowed hard, recalling how brutal the body was..
“His eyes were gone too” he muttered.
“Yep, with his tongue” she stick a finger of honey into her mouth “He was tortured, Dee”.
“By who?.. no..why? He was only fifteen” Greg rambled on.
“They left a lead.. it's Marcelo Higgins” she spat with venom while Greg gasp in disbelief but he knew Mira better to know she wasn't lying.
“ What are you gonna do now?”
“M&H holdings offered me a job and I'm taking it”.
“Are you sure about this?.. the job?”Greg asked, glancing at her determined face.
“I have a plan.., but you're gonna help me with it Dee”.
Greg locked his gaze on her face..,he just knew. A storm is brewing starting with Jayden's death.
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