Chapter 308 - Or should I call you Aleesha now?

Aleesha blinked awake and groaned instantly as the pain registered. She looked around groggily. She took a minute to make sense of her surroundings…

The strong smell of disinfectant told her she was in the hospital. That is when she remembered her and Shreya's fight and how she got her ass handed over to her… Aleesha realized she had underestimated Shreya's strength… but more than that, she did not understand her drive and emotions that boosted her strength by multiple folds.

But before she could dwell on it, a voice spoke…

"Boss, she is awake!!" A gruff guy informed someone over the phone.

Aleesha did not show any reaction. She waited patiently for Shreya to come. Or maybe one of her minions.

She was actually looking forward to the meeting. Shreya had impressed her in every turn and she gave her the thrill she had craved and enjoyed so much… Shreya reminded her of the self that steadily moved forward and the excitement she got winning each person in front of her…

The ecstasy of getting away with things… the adrenaline of being that close to being dead.

But unlike the stumbling of Shreya's boots, she heard the sound of pointy heels… Her brows frowned.

It had long registered in her system to distinguish her surrounding with sound.

She thought maybe Shreya had found something and handed her over to the authorities.

But not in a million years did she think it was going to be her worst nightmare…

"Long time no see, Darcie... Or should I call you Aleesha now?" A sweet female voice said as soon as the heels came to a stop inside her room.

As soon as Aleesha heard the voice, her eyes snapped as she jerked towards the voice… her eyes really couldn't help but blink several times staring at the slender figure standing before her… but no matter how much she stared, the figure in front of her did not disappear… no matter how much she stared, she couldn't help doubt her eyes.

"Why? Only you get to come back from the dead?" The lady in front of her asked smirking at Aleesha… even when her voice was calm and her lips smiled, there was something sinister about the atmosphere around the room.

"Y-Y-You-You are dead!!" Aleesha stuttered still with widened eyes.

"Well, you should have done a better job!!" The lady said lazily coming to sit in front of her bed.

The lady in front of her was Delaney. She was one person who Darcie alias Aleesha was scared of ever in her life.

Delaney was the one who had taught her every single thing she ever knew… Delaney was her mentor and partner as long as she worked with the organization.

So, when she first accepted the job to destroy the same organization, Delaney was the first one she went against. And since she knew she would never be able to defeat Delaney head-on, she actually spiked her drinks when they both went out for celebratory drinks.

Even then, Delaney was able to somehow figure out her move just as gulped down the second sip… she did not have a choice but the fight her, and Delaney's scar on her face is thanks to that fight. When she left Delaney, she was sure she couldn't make it.

And meeting Delaney is literally the worst part of her nightmare… she was rather Shreya had put her behind bars… she was rather Shreya had killed her… anything but this…

Because Darcie and Delaney were almost as if they were cut from the same clothes.

Both knew and understood each other to their veins…they both lacked empathy… they lived for the chase… when they were together in the organization, they fed off each other's crazy and took higher and higher risks… they lived for the adrenaline of it. It was so bad to the point where nobody dared to come anywhere near those two… They were called the Evil twins within the underworld in T country.

If Darcie had stayed, they both would have probably got themselves killed in one way or another…

"Welcome to T country, old friend!!" Delaney said with a sickly sweet smile seeing Darcie be silly for once.

"T-T-T country?" Darcie asked trying to look over the windows to know whether or not Delaney was pulling her legs…

"Well, you were delivered in a gift box… bashed… I saved you and brought you to the hospital!! Where would you find such a good friend who is ready to save the person who had stabbed her in the back?" Delaney asked.

Between the two of them, Delaney also lacked any emotional attachment to anyone. If their places were reversed, she probably wouldn't have spared Darcie either. For both of them, it was just a job… nothing personal.

If Darcie had faced her head on and beat her, she wouldn't have even blinked… she wouldn't have felt such hatred.

But Darcie used her integrity against her, and she hated that.

Delaney got up from her place and approached the bed in slow lazy strides.

Darcie couldn't really help but flinch away scared.

Delaney caressed over her hair as she said, "When did you become such a scaredy-cat??"

That brought Darcie out of her trance… she hated being scared above all else… which was the main reason why she accepted the job in the first place… because she did not like being bossed around… and she did not like being scared of Delaney.

"I don't get scared. I have killed you once, I can just do it again…" Darcie replied in a cold voice. For the first time since she woke up, her voice did not shake or stutter.

"Well, that's the wild cat I know. Bring it on… You have 24 hours… if you can kill me by then, your luck… if not, you are going to be my toy for the next 24 hours. And you know what I do my toys better than anyone. You have a maximum of two weeks. And don't think about running away from here… T country is my place… the minute you decide to run, you will regret it. I promise!!" Delaney smirked leaving Darcie on the bed all alone.