Chapter 3

It hit me hard. Like a tidal wave. Several tons of water crashing down on me. She was the daughter of the woman I was supposed to take down, to put it nicely. Her mother was a blacklisted drug lord and she probably didn't want me to call because she was probably not allowed to socialise with strangers. Did she know about her mothers business?. To add to my distress, my boss called me to ask how far I had gotten. Don't judge me but I said " I've made contact with her daughter." To be honest, I felt bad that I might eventually ruin her life and kill her mother, but I had to put my job and my country above all other petty relationships. I went home in lower spirits wondering what I did to the world. My brother met me in the hall with the worst news possible. Remember the partner I was promised, well I was looking at his unattractive face.

I did the only reasonable thing I could. I punched him in the face and stalked off to my room to call my boss and complain. It was no shock to me when I was denied the simple pleasure of a new partner, but I mean life has never been fair. Even for the incredibly sexy. Sunday came and went before I could do anything meaningful and fortunately or unfortunately Monday followed. I was kind of glad to escape to the office. I arrived there late went to my office and relaxed in the really expensive, really fun device called a swivel chair. Thirty turns later my boss called me on my intercom for a meeting. My legs turned to lead as I made my way to the conference room. But my legs turned from lead to military grade weapons real quick when I saw David making his ass comfortable in my chair. I tipped him out like the garbage he is and sat down.

My boss walked in his usual Tom Ford suit with his bald head gleaming stupidly. I couldn't help but smile. Spoiler alert...My smile didn't manage to last ten seconds, as he started the meeting with a projection of Khelani. I was seriously lost for words. "So" he boomed. " what do we know?"I cleared my throat and spoke. " She is the daughter of Ivanka Romanov, who is the primary target and that is all." Don't judge me. I stared at the blank faces of my boss and my big brother hoping it wouldn't go south for me.

" Samuel, David I'm going to have to ask you to befriend her and take this mission from the inside." I felt like things couldn't get worse till he added " both of you". I actually had nothing to say at that moment except " yes sir." I would have preferred to say something that would express my feelings more, like " No way" to be polite, or better yet, No fucking way." Why the hell was my life so unfair. It's like some divine force had dedicated a large amount of time to messing up my life big time. I sat at the table, half hoping that the divine force would have mercy on me and make him change his mind, but judging the way the room was quiet, nothing good was about to happen... well to me anyway. David looked like he had won a raffle. Just another way in which he could continue his lifelong journey to torment my life. I picked up my phone and pretended as if I was checking the time. I muttered "oh shit" under my breath and stood up. I addressed everyone in the room, requesting permission to leave and did so without waiting for an answer. I was in no mood to listen to what anyone had to say.