Code 365 Project Memory

Datum 39 : Job Mismatch

LA CHINESCA PRIVATE LOUNGE

MEXICALI, BAJA CALIFORNIA, MEXICO

PLANET EARTH 20:00 (08:00PM)

Tristan's Point of View

"Here's your drinks! Please enjoy the night."

My sight focused on the ice-cold champagne that was carefully laid down on our crystal glass table. Different kinds of malicious stares keep on following the image of the shameless Chinese-girl who was forced to wear a slutty black bunny suit.

She was just one of the young poor girls who were forced to work as waitresses for the biggest underground "Slave Trade" for this night in one of the notorious cities in Mexico.

I didn't let my guard down as I held the cold crystal goblet. Despite being uncomfortable wearing my formal black suit, my eyes started to focused on the reflection of a woman who sits just beside me on the round crystal table.

Her long silky black hair was too good to be true. The dimmed lights even reflect the glitters in her fitted Chinese red slit dress, her thin sharp stilettos stealing every woman's attention and envy inside the hall.

Damn. Maris really nailed everything on his looks.

"Isn't this shit starting yet?"

Me and that woman focused our sights on Von who clearly is getting all anxious and antsy. From his serious uncomfortable look, he is really not prepared to be a "doctor researcher" for this night.

"Calm down. We wait for the queue."

I gently placed the crystal goblet back on the formal table, with my attention fully given to the said woman with a very deep manly voice on my side.

Everybody would even fall for the dangerous trap Maris created out of the very serious captain. Not everybody could even swallow the fact of giving up your "shame" for a dangerous mission, even for a night.

Not even the most serious and terror Captain Hagalaz.

For this night, he has to undergo a serious pretention of being the only daughter of an infamous Chinese Businessman who is dirtily involved in some bigtime drug cartel, and of course in a shady "Slave Trade."

By means, of 'unusual ones', there might be very high probability that these "slave products" are not ordinary humans. Accordingly to the classified source, genetically-modified, and experimental humans, and even possible re-existence of ANGELs might be readily 'available' tonight.

Not only that. Accordingly, to the information some reliable intel passed, the "possible heir" was spotted on this place. It would be a hitting 3 birds in one stone mission if these things would be successful.

But something in my gut is telling me that there might be some mistake, or its just me.

I gave a soft sigh as I wander my sight throughout the whole dimmed formal place. As expected, this wouldn't be an ordinary auction for slave trade.

Doctor researchers are readily spotted alongside with body guards of different infamous personalities inside. This finally confirms that all information were readily accurate.

Maris really did a very good research, and I cannot deny that the EAF and Xavierheld did a very good collaboration on these missions.

My eyes automatically pressing on the blonde man in our table.

I just really hope that one wouldn't be messing up this time.

Von's Point of View