Chapter 8 - Continuing the Plan

After Daniella's and Evan's phone call was disconnected, she turned her phone off and threw it on the bed.

Her hands squeezed into fists, feeling irritated but unsure of the reason.

After taking a deep breath and staring at the painting on the wall, Daniella got up and left the bedroom. She took her motorcycle key and proceeded to the parking lot.

When she reached the basement, her eyes roamed to check where she parked her motorcycle. When she finally found it, her feet moved and every step she made echoed in the quiet basement.

She put on her helmet after braiding her hair, as she started the engine of the motorcycle, her body felt its vibration.

She drove out of the basement and took the road at a normal speed. As soon as she saw the high-speed road, her hands twisted the handle to speed up.

After driving for ten minutes, Daniella had finally arrived at her destination. She parked the motorcycle on the side road and hugged the helmet on her side with one hand.

Before entering the building, Daniella stopped and raised her face to stared at it.

It is a thirty-story modern building, she'd been at this place so many time and for the same reason.

Her friend, Robert Lenon is living here.

The corner of her mouth quirked up, while her mind thought of a way to scold Robert for not calling her.

Minutes later, she arrived at Robert's penthouse. She pushed the doorbell but he didn't come out.

She blew a sigh, she knows better than Robert is avoiding her and for whatever reason, she wanted to know.

She rang the bell once again. After waiting for five minutes, her patience ran out.

Annoyance made her nose to wrinkle, her face bore a flat expression as she took a 45-caliber gun out of her bra.

She pointed it at the doorknob, she was about to press the trigger when she saw the glass window on the side.

She giggled happily, without wasting time, the helmet she was holding smashed the glass window, shattering it into pieces.

She heard the alarm buzzing in the hallway, the door of the room opposite to Robert's room was opened by a young woman, she looked startled.

'Is everything alright here?' the woman spoke with a worried tone.

Daniella's eyes suddenly shone with tears, seconds later, tears dropped from them.

'No, the man living in this room is my boyfriend and I just found out that he was cheating on me!' Daniella buried her wet face on her hands as her shoulders shook, her weep bounced around the quiet hallway.

'That assh**le. Go inside and break everything. Do you need help?' the woman suddenly offered.

With Daniella's face buried in her hand, she smiled. She lifted her face and shook her head.

'No, thank you,' seeing the girl going back inside her apartment, Daniella wiped her tears and entered Robert's apartment.

She needed to lie, or else the girl might call the police.

When Daniella's feet landed on the floor, her eyes immediately roamed around. She was in the kitchen, the place was cleaned and dust-free which mean Robert is around.

She walked towards the living room, it was same as before. The couch was a few meters away from the television, and that's all. Robert's house only has a couch, a center table, and a television.

He eats, watch and sleeps on the couch, something they have in common.

And just as she expected, Robbert was slouching on the couch, watching an animal documentary.

She wanted to reach for something and throw it at him but, the house was empty, not even one vase of a figurine.

So she took her shoes off and aimed for his head but, Robert caught it without even looking at her.

Her mouth set in a hard line, pissed by his quick reflex,

'What are you doing here Daniella?' Robert spoke. Slowly, he got up, both of her shoes were on his hands.

'Did you get tired working as a sitter?' as he said those words with sarcasm, he tossed her shoes back at her.

Daniella's body dodged it and walked towards him. She stood in front for him, the man is almost two meters tall, a perfect height for a basketball player but, he prefers to torture people and take their money.

He had a long black hair, reaching his shoulder and right now, it was tied with a rubber.

Daniella sat on the couch while Robert left. When he came back, he handed her a white folder. She opened it and found a photo of the man she hated the most.

Dr. Roman Lee.

Her jaw gnashed in anger, she was planning to kill Dr. Lee after killing the President but now, her plan was ruined.

She had a list of people she wanted to kill, and it took her years to find their names, and the process was hard and dark, so dark that a normal person would think of her as a psycho

Her life was ruined because of these people. She was only planning to kill them with one shot but, her mind changed. Now, she wants to kill them gently. She will make sure that each of them will suffer, physically and emotionally. She wants to show them a different level of pain.

She smirked, her eyes glowed with wickedness.

'What's the plan?' Robert asked as he handed her a cup full of tea.

She blinked, putting the folder down on the table and later accepted the tea Robert was offering.

'We need to meet the two people on the list,' then her eyes lowered to look at the two photos of the men smiling at the camera.

Robert followed her eyes and saw her looking at the photo of the senators. He sighed, the senators were the two people who knew Dr. Lee so well.

'What do you want me to do,' he took one of the two photos and handed it to Daniella.

'Shall we go after Senator Greg Villa first? I got intel that he likes going to bars. There's a bar in the city he always visits. The owner owes you a favor, don't you think it's time to pay it back?' his voice was chilly as he speaks.

He stared at Daniella's flat face. In the past years, he stayed in her side, and together they build a reputation.

To the people underground, Robert was known as the boss of the small gang named Tarantula. Though this gang was dismantled years ago. After his reunion with Daniella, he decided to rebuild it. But unlike before, where he had so many members, the only members of the gang are himself, their Russian friend named Scott and the new boss Daniella.

Their business is simple, and it is to give out favors. They don't accept payment like cash and they don't collect it right away. They will wait and wait until the right time comes.

And now, the owner of the bar that Senator Villa loves to go owes them a favor. And this is the perfect time for them to collect their payment – and they are not expecting cash.

Robert looked up to the ceiling, his hand itched with excitement as he thought of torturing people.

'So, what's your plan, Daniella? Do we kidnap him and lock him in the warehouse or should I ask the owner to give us a private room?' his eyes were shining with excitement like a five-year-old kid first time in the amusement park.

Daniella lowered her teacup on the table and picked up the folder. She rolled it and without a word, she repeatedly hit Robert's head.

'Are you stupid? Didn't I ask you to update our files? The bar has a new owner so we can't just barge in and cause a scene,' when she stopped hitting him, Robert's expression hardened.

With the same loud voice she used to yell at him, Robert replied, 'Do you really have to hit me? You are so small, if I want, I can send you flying in one punch,' he barked at her.

Daniella's nose wrinkled with annoyance, she once again hit him with the rolled folder, 'Try to threaten me again and, I will send your corpse to Mars,' then she got up, making sure that Robert will not retaliate.

'Fine,' Robert sighed in defeat and slouched on the couch.

'What's your plan?' Robert asked once again.

Daniella deliberately sat on his stomach, causing him to groan in pain.

'Well, maybe the owner doesn't owe us a favor but, the manager does so, tell her that I want a pass,' she ordered him.

'Why pass? Are you going undercover?' he curiously asked

'Yes, well, both of us. You will be one of the waiters,' she paused and sneered at him, enough to make him think that she's planning something he will not like.

'Fine, I will be the 'handsome waiter'. What about you?'

'I am going to be a singer slash entertainer. That jerk likes women so why don't I show him what a real woman can do?' a sneaky and murderous smile curved on her lips. Robert could not do anything but to shook his head.