She smirked as she entered the old deserted two - storey building then paused at the lobby looking around. The building was old, worn out and its facilities faulty. A loophole that was to their own determent.
Smacking her brightly painted red lips and smoothing a hand over the red fitting dress she wore. She approached the receptionist, a paper cup of warm coffee in hand.
" Oh , Honey ! I just got requested to make a delivery..." She started convincingly and placed the cup on the desk startling the zoned out plump woman.
" Oh ! But they already delivered my coffee thirty minutes ago, " the plump woman raised a brow at the cup that bore the shop brand she usually orders coffee from then frowned as her look darted over the red provocative dress.
" You're not dressed like the delivery , " The plump woman stated.
She knew she had to quickly think up an excuse for her plan to work.
" About that, I was just walking in and I met with one of the delivery staff at the door then asked me to deliver it since I was heading in the same direction. Said it was something like a free gift or bonus ..." She was keen not to mention the gender least she make a blunder.
The plump woman was half convinced.
" Or aren't you Mrs. Roberts ? "
" Oh ! Yes ! Yes ! I am , " she said , perfectly manicured hands reaching out for the coffee.
" I'm Sasha , " she smiled happily after managing to convince the woman and her eyes averted from the name bearing tag on the woman's shirt.
' Sasha ' smirked and watched the woman greedily begin gulping down the coffee then decided to make small talk with her.
" So ? How long have you been working here Mrs. Roberts ? "
She raised a brow once she set the coffee down, " five years since my husband died . Why ? "
" Oh ! I am just waiting for someone to meet me here so might as well chat a little. You know,”
Mrs. Roberts giggled , " oh yes ! I know the feeling and sometimes I wish I never poisoned that man, it gets so lonely without him, "
' Sasha ' raised a brow and watched the woman yawn then giggle as the drugs were quickly kicking in, for some reason her unconscious blabbering brought peace to her conscience.
" And I never even got the wealth I killed him for ...pathetic life, "
Mrs. Roberts yawned again.
" Do you take alcohol or any kind of drugs Mrs. Roberts ? "
" Never ever ! That person , you're waiting for...is he...is he...is he...mffff! "
' Sasha ' smirked watching as the drugs fully kick in and the woman dozed off. She patted her handbag then proceeded up the creaking worn out stairs to the next floor.
" Ahhh ! Grusha , I need repair of the stairs and new installation of surveillance cameras at the moment , " a man spoke into the phone .
' Sasha ' stopped in front of his desk making him look up at her.
" A moment please , " he disconnected the call.
" How may I help you ma'am ? "
" Hallo Sir, I'm looking for Mr. Vandervir. Is he in ? "
" Any appointment ? "
" No sir "
" Who are you to him then ? "
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DEALT ( saving his soul).
ActionCOMPLETE ✔️Editing. Turned beast. Turned assassin. They've both been dealt with, Now they've got to deal with, But can they deal with, Or will they be dealt with AGAIN ?. Two damaged souls with fate always against their side . They always say tw...
