After Daniella entered the women's bathroom, she slumped the guitar case on the floor, her knees weakening in fear lowered to the ground next to her hair case.
Her lips quivered, eyes shut as the man named Glen popped in her mind.
(It can't be!) She said to herself.
The man's eyes, when she looked at it, all she saw was emptiness, no memories at all, it was just like Evan and the only difference was his eyes were pitch black.
She let out a shaky breath, gulped repeatedly to remove the panic in her mind but, it only worsened when she thought of the guy again.
(Don't worry Daniella, he doesn't know your name and you won't see him again) she said to console herself.
She gathered all her energy and got up, she entered the last cubicle and stood on the toilet bowl, her hand reached for the binoculars in her opened guitar case, and tiptoed to reach the small window on the wall with the entrance view of the Gentleman's bar.
She could see the black van that Scott was using. She took her phone out and dialed his number
When the am answered she said, "release the mosquito drone and give me access inside."
Soon her phone chimed, she opened it and watched the camera moved down to the bas.e.m.e.nt.
While her eyes were glued at her phone, Daniella took the tight dress she hid behind the rifle.
She didn't have time to change clothes, and she would definitely not drive her motorcycle with her tight dress.
She dressed up, put on her glasses and placed a fake mole on her right cheek.
She ponied her hair up in a messy bun, leaving some strands of it on each side of her ears.
She carried the guitar case on her back, left the restroom and proceeded to the elevator.
As she waited for the elevator door to open, she noticed a familiar figure coming closer to her.
Daniella's lips quivered, eyes behind her glasses swelled as she recognized it to be Evan with Ken, and few men behind were escorting them.
Daniella gulped with her face paling in panic, entirely not expecting to meet Evan here.
(Damn you, Scott!) Cursing to her friend in her mind.
She lowered her face and wished that Evan wouldn't recognize her.
When the door opened, Daniella moved to enter the elevator, but she was stopped by one of the guards behind Evan.
"Miss, please take the next elevator."
Without complaining, Daniella nodded and took a few side steps.
"Let her inside."
Daniella's heart skipped a beat, (no!!!! It's fine) she screamed in her head.
Without even looking she knows that it was Evan, she peeked a glance at him, thankfully he was busy looking down to the phone in his hand or else he might recognize her hair.
Her body tensed as she was pushed inside the elevator. The man asked her what floor and she's scared to answer, fearing that Evan might recognize her voice.
Instead of answering, she stretched a hand and pressed the third-floor button herself.
The way up was longer than she anticipated, despite of the coldness in the elevator, sweat was forming on Daniella's forehead
Finally, the elevator sounded to open, and Daniella's eyes sparkled as she watched it slowly open.
Without looking back, she rushed out of the elevator, heart pounding like she had run a marathon.
She wiped her sweat, unlocked one of the rooms on the third floor and locked it behind.
(Whoa! Thank God I changed my clothes) she blurted in her mind.
Without wasting her time, Daniella slightly opened the window, through there, she was able to see the window of the room where Dexter is located.
"Damn, it's closed!" She murmured.
She took her phone out, asked Scott to throw a rock at the window.
Soon, one of the men guarding Dexter opened the window, he peeped his head and as soon as Daniella saw an opportunity, she pressed the trigger of her rifle.
It landed on the guard neck, it was not a bullet, instead, it was a needle soaked with anesthesia.
It was enough to paralyze them for hours, and she's planning to use that time to sneak inside and get Dexter.
And just like she had planned, one by one the five men in the room slowly fell unconscious, without wasting her time, Daniella rushed out of the door and locked the door behind, she twisted the sign do not disturb to make sure that no one will enter the room while she's gone.
With her heels on, Daniella ran downstairs, every minute counts so she needs to make use of it.
She casually entered the bar, one of the bouncers stopped her to scan her body.
It beeped on her chest part, Daniella plastered a flirtatious smile on her lips as she met the eyes of the frowning bouncer, she took out a syringe from the small pouch she hid in her bra, showed it to him and winked.
"It's for my heroine," she said in a coarse voice
The bouncer nodded and gave way to her.
As she past him, Daniella's smile disappeared, she proceeded to the elevator and pressed the third-floor button.
When it opened, Daniella took out her syringe, she hid it behind her as she walked closer to the man guarding the door.
She halted in front of him, raised her cold eyes and looked at him.
"Are you lost?" the man asked.
Daniella shook her head, walked one step closer and tiptoed to reach his face.
This was one of those times she wished to be taller, but even with her heels on, the man in front was still taller than her.
"Are you one of the entertainers here?" the man asked, his cold voice turned into coarse while l.u.s.t suddenly shone in his eyes.
"I used too." She replied, sn.a.k.e.d one of her hands around his neck while the other swiftly injected the syringe in his neck.
Soon, the man fell unconscious, Daniella immediately embraced him when a couple came out of the room.
She opened the door with the key she found in his pocket, she hauled the guard's body inside and looked around.
She sighed, seeing Dexter laying on the couch n.a.k.e.d while the five men that she shot were lying unconscious to the ground.
She took her phone out, dialed Scott's number.
Soon, the knock on the door sounded, she looked at the peephole and found Scott anxiously looking around.
She opened the door and without wasting any time, Scott carried Dexter and they used the fire exit to leave the building.