Mr. Devon coughed and struggled as it became harder for him to breathe. He never thought that the Haven Club would be so careless as to let an assassin enter its premises.
"Where is it, baby? You should know that I’m very impatient," Raine whispered into his ear, choking him more as she tightened the tie around his neck.
Mr. Devon, whose face turned deep red, pointed his finger towards the bed. He did not want to die yet. And if she pulled any tighter, he would surely suffocate to his death.
Raine took off her stockings, stuffing them inside his mouth before tying his hands with his necktie and his ankles with his belt.
"I knew it."
Raine whispered in bewilderment as she noticed the linings of a socket. Raising the small lid, she was shocked to see that she ended up lifting one whole tile instead. Upon seeing a biometric lock, she smirked. He sure was a smart guy. She pulled Devon closer so that she could have him open the lock.
She untied his hands and hissed, "Open the lock! Don’t make me ask twice, or I’ll cut one of your damn fingers!"
She wanted to penetrate the freakin nightclub without stripping, but it was too hard since the man was very meticulous. Hence, she was left with no choice. She had to fake her identity and apply as a stripper. And when she successfully became one, she had to force herself to strip dance so that she could get his attention like this.
Thankfully, Mr. Devon cooperated and opened the lock with his index fingerprint. Opening with a hiss, the lock held a lone suitcase inside it. She smiled knowing it had an important list of prominent fiends who disguised themselves as humans. The names of the monsters she was after were inside the suitcase. It had a lock, however, which meant removing the stocking from Mr. Devon’s mouth to ask him.
"What’s the code?"
The man only shook his head and threatened her instead, "Woman. Do you honestly think you can get out of here alive after everything you’ve done?"
She had that mischievous smile as she replied, "We’ll see about that. But for now, do you think I won’t kill you if you don’t cooperate till the end?"
With one hand, she wrapped her fingers around the man’s neck to choke him as her hazel eyes turned red.
The man’s face paled, his body trembling in fear as he stuttered, "T-the bloody-eyed hunter..."
She partly loosened her grip around his neck. With a devious smile, she said, "Give me the code now, and I will spare your life tonight..."
Mr. Devon had heard facts about the hunter with red eyes. She was said to be deadly, and that she would never spare anyone that would block her way. He knew that he was already a deadman walking, but she was also someone who never broke a promise. He must cooperate to stay alive, so Mr. Devon quickly gave the code in fear for his life.
As soon as Mr. Devon gave the code, Raine immediately checked if it was working. She smiled in satisfaction as the briefcase opened, letting her scan the book inside.
"That’s more like it," she cooed in her sly, sweet smile before she winked at Mr. Devon, "As promised, I will not kill you. Not tonight..."
*Thud*
Striking him with the suitcase, the man fell unceremoniously with a thud as he lost consciousness. Seeing as he no longer needed it, she also stripped him off his long sleeve and quickly wore it to cover herself.
Outside the room, she knew that Mr. Devon’s bodyguards were waiting. With their considerable numbers, she could tell that she would have difficulty escaping unscathed.
She cracked her neck left and right, warming herself up before opening the door. Fighting those men would be a good exercise for her. She had already counted his bodyguards beforehand, and she was confident she could surpass them all. And as expected, it was easy to knock down all of Mr. Devon’s human bodyguards. Running to the exit door, an unexpected person bumped into her by the time she passed by the men’s restroom.
"Sh*t! Watch your steps!" she glared in annoyance before breaking the man’s neck. She could smell the scent of alcohol reeking out of him.
"You..." another man trailed off. His eyes widened in shock when he witnessed the woman snapping someone’s neck like it was nothing.
"Hello, handsome. I like your glasses," Raine greeted the newcomer. She winked at him before she hit another bodyguard who was about to attack her.
She quickly crushed the bodyguard’s neck who was clearly not human at all, but a mythological creature disguised as a man. She turned and looked back at the man staring at her in a daze, but he fainted after witnessing all the dead bodies on the floor.
’Such a weak heart!" she mused as she shook her head. She left the man knowing he would be fine. She knew him, after all. The man was a doctor working at the hospital where she was currently working in country D. She would deal with the matter with him later. She could only hope that the man would not recognize her later.
Raine headed inside the men’s restroom to escape from the window there, else she would lose energy with the never-ending fighting with those ’mytures’ coming her way. She called them ’mytures’ instead of monsters; short for mythological creatures that her father often called said monsters. Jumping off and running to the safety of a dark alley, she was careful not to cause any commotion seeing there were a lot of civilians still on the road at that hour.
"Damn!"
She cursed, regretting doing the mission alone. She usually had a team behind her back, but she felt indignant at the thought of any one of them seeing her doing anything like strip dancing, so she decided to do this particular mission alone.
"You have nowhere to run now..." one of the men who followed her spoke, blocking her way. Raine smirked. They were no match for her, so she fought them all and knocked everyone out once again.
"This is so tiring..." she complained when she sensed another batch of men headed towards her. "Sh*t!" she muttered when she felt a prick in her arm. They shot her with something, and she could tell that it was a drug to make her lose consciousness.
"I have to get out of here..." she whispered as she managed to run. She could feel the effect of the drug coursing through her veins. She was almost stumbling and about to fall when she felt a pair of strong arms suddenly hold her still and carry her up.
"I’ll help you get out of here."
A deep, husky, and masculine voice echoed beside her. She couldn’t see his face properly in the dark, but aside from that, she managed to notice the hood and a black mask that he was wearing. His warmth was so pleasing, to the point that she even comfortably snuggled further into him as she weakly whispered, "And why would you do that?"
"We are even now. When the time comes, I may not be able to spare your life like this..." she heard the man answer before she lost consciousness.