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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟜𝟚

"Sir, THE GIRL'S MISSING! along with her mother too, it looks like they have escaped already," The man on the telephone screamed.

Marcel looked at the girl in front of him. Suspiciously roaming on the 4th floor, her face hidden and that cleaning cart next to her. Shit!

Did he find out? Of course dumbhead! I immediately took out the gun under the clothes and pointed it at him. He too, in a second took out his gun and aimed it at my head. I knew I was going to get caught, but I didn't expect it this soon. This office has only 1 damn window and the door which is behind me. He wouldn't shoot at me for now.

"HAH, What's your plan huh?" He scoffed at me. I have no intentions of letting this bastard go out of here alive. 

" None of your business," I smirked and shot at him. He dodged it and hid behind the desk. I too took cover behind the couch. The sound of bullets rang, and I waited in silence. I have only two options now. Either have a face-off with this guy or make an escape through the door. Anyway, I would get hurt, there's no avoiding it. 

I'd rather fight him. Before I could make a move, the sound of an ear-deafening siren filled the entire mansion through the speakers. The lights flickered on and off, and there was screaming outside followed by the echoes of shots being fired.

No way, did they reach here already? I thought it wouldn't be until 10 minutes or so. I have to move quickly. The exit is right there behind me, I could escape but he would definitely shoot at me. I can't use my left hand that well since it's bleeding and injured.

"If you're thinking to escape, don't even try. I'll put a bullet through your head," He said threateningly. I drew a sharp breath and ripped the maid outfit off me. I need to be able to move freely and these clothes aren't helping me.

"Sure sure," I say nonchalantly as I rose quickly and fired at the desk, right near the edge. I ducked back down and thought. I need to make a move fast. The sounds were getting louder from the outside, just what is happening out there?

The door abruptly opened and I saw a guard standing there, he looked at me and froze. I took his momentary delay and shot him in the head. I quickly ran out the door and ran straight ahead for the 5th-floor stairs. Why doesn't this damn building have an elevator?? 

A few people saw and started shooting but they were shot down just as quickly, the FBI guys probably. I reached the other end of the corridor and started climbing up the stairs. I think Daniel is still there, or maybe not. Who knows? I just to get the case and the rest will be taken care of by Dad. I hope so.

"Vivian, STOP!" Chrissy's voice came through the earphone. I stood still in my tracks and pressed my back against the wall.

"What is it?" I whispered,

" There are still guards there, stay low. There are like 15 to 30 massive trucks and cars all around the mansion. The 1,2, floor guards are all dead. Your dad's people are moving in fast, the majority force is going down to counter them. Stay out of site for a while okay?" She instructed, but the thing is, there's no space.

 "Uh, how?" I ask her, confused.

"Okay, see the door on your left?"

"Yeah," I ducked and crawled as quietly as possible, and as I was about to open the door, 3 gunshots rang behind my back. Oh fuck. 2 of them somehow missed me by gods grace, but the third one hit me on my left arm.  

Marcel! Damn, why did I have to see his ugly face now? What the hell is wrong with this guy? Does he like left arms or something?

The sound of footsteps increased and they were heading straight for me. Oh, fuckity fuck. This is not happening. Okay, whatever, Imma head straight for him. I got up while he was busily re-loading the gun and gave him a flying kick like a maniac.  As he fell to the ground, the gun slipped from his hands and he pulled out the knife in his pocket. Enraged he got up and swung his knife at me, but I grabbed his wrist and twisted and directed it towards his thigh. He grunted in pain as it dug into his flesh. He abandoned his knife and stuck my throat. My legs helplessly dangled in the air, I tried to push him away but it didn't work. I scratched his arms but he only smiled in triumph. 

I choked in pain. What the heck happening? I can't-can't go down like this! I need the briefcase, otherwise, I wouldn't do the end of my deal. I clenched my eyes shut, I don't want to die. What am I- oh

 "I loathe you," I say before taking my well-manicured nails and mustering up all my strength to dig into his eyes. Some white stuff along with blood came oozing out in a stream. When I tell you he screamed like a goat-

He let go of me and I fell to the ground with a thud. He kept on screaming and touching his eye sockets. The substances kept on flowing from his eyes. I looked around and saw my gun laying down, I took it up in my hands and aimed it at him. 

"Begone," I say and shot him in the head, right at his forehead. 

I know I'm cornered, there are 50-60 scary-looking Japanese men with tattoos heading straight for us. They are all equipped with guns, I don't stand a damn chance. 

"Chrissy, if I die, come to my funeral and tell my family what happened okay, and that I love them and you too," I say in a hurry. 

"What the-," She says before I take the device and crush it under my feet. It's fine if I get caught but not Chrissy. Marcel is on the ground, with some gory stuff coming out from his eye sockets. I'm cruel, aren't I?

He is whimpering and trying to grab whatever he can, 'I'm gonna kill you Vivian, I'll kill you,' He seethed with fury. You started it first!

Those terrifying men came and held me by the hands. One guy pressed against the area where I got shot and I hissed in pain.

"Sir, we found the girl!" One guy says and glared at me. 

Oh my, I'm so screwed.

A/N

Hello guys, yes I'm here again with a short ass chapter. Sorry for that but hey, gotta do what I gotta do. Anyway, I hope I'm not taking away much of your time, hope you people have a great day, Adios!