Chapter 5: He's using you.

A year later.

“you’ve got to be kidding me! Your so called boyfriend has been kidnapped for over a year and you’re still doing his kidnapper's dirty job of killing elites!?! Have you gone dumber?!? I thought you were smart!” Lorraine yelled at Eisley.

Eisley rolled her eyes inwardly “for goodness sake! Lorraine can you stop yelling at me?? You’re about to blow my head off with your yelling!” she snapped

“I’m not keeping quiet till I knock some sense into you! One fucking year! Your fucked up cheating boyfriend got kidnapped few hours after he knew your real identity. Doesn’t that ring a bell to you? Well, if that doesn’t, think of the tapes they’ve been sending to you. It’s fucking the same!!”

Eisley who was toying with a rondel dagger suddenly took in a sharp breath and threw the dagger towards Lorraine who shut her eyes in fear. The dagger had penetrated the paper mannequin that stood behind her.

Slowly, she opened her eyes and touched her face with shaky hands. She hurriedly moved away from the mannequin to check where the dagger had landed. On seeing it, she was beyond enraged.

“You...you...do you want to kill me!?!?!?!” she yelled at Eisley who was packing her collection of daggers in their various sheaths.

“if I wanted to kill you, you’d be long dead.” She said coldly with out sparing her a glance.

Lorraine ran her fingers through her short hair and yelled “the fuck! You wanted me dead! For real! Considering the dagger was only one inch away from my head!”

“If you keep forcing yourself in my business, I won’t hesitate to put you six feet below sunlight. As for Arthur, leave that to me. I’ll handle him myself if I discover he has been playing me.” Eisley said with her eyes narrowed.

Lorraine rolled her eyes inwardly “that’s what you said when I found out that he was cheating on you. What did you do? You forgave him. Now you’re foolishly working as his pawn.” She muttered and threw herself on the black couch in the living room.

Eisley stopped what she was doing and turned to look at Lorraine. Her once gloomy face turned light as she recalled how she met her.

Flashback

Fifteen years old Eisley staggered out of a burning building. She was bruised all over. Her black overall was torn and blood seeped out of her fresh wounds.

After walking few feet away from the building, it exploded again which sent her flying few more feet away. She spat a mouthful of blood as a wicked smile crept to her face.

She had just burnt down the ware house of the man that killed her mother. Her supposed father. The sense of pride overwhelmed her that she didn’t realise that she had been bleeding for a long time. Eisley struggled to get an open space where she could board a cab and head home but on getting to an alley, she passed out at the feet of Lorraine.

Ever-since then, they’ve been extremely close. They shared the bond of sisters. Lorraine is 7 years older than Eisley. She took up the position of a big sister in her life. Being a graduate, she tried to enroll Eisley in a school but was stunned when she found out that Eisley had graduated from the defence academy at age 11 and owned a business degree at 14.

She tried to talk Eisley into working for the government due to her skills but was turned down.

“I’m not working for anyone. I’m my own boss.” 18 years old Eisley said with an eye roll.

“I give up!” Lorraine sighed as she face palmed.

Flashback ends.

“I appreciate the fact that you’re looking out for me, but this, this is my battle. And I promise you, if it turns out that’s he’s playing me, I'll fetch him out myself and put several bullets through his skull.” She tried to coerce Lorraine who simply crossed her leg and placed a throw pillow on her face.

Eisley chuckled as she dropped the dagger sheath and walked to her.

“Fine, after this mission, I won't work for him again. Considering the fact that I’m not getting paid.” She added the last part with an angry look.

Lorraine pushed the pillow off her face. Her brown eyes searched Eisley’s Hazel eyes for any sign. On seeing none, her countenance changed positively. She hid back her smile and said with poker face “whatever you want to do, do it. It’s your life after all. But don’t die on me. You hear me?!” she yelled as she pinched Eisley’s cheeks.

“yes ma’am.” Eisley replied with a small chuckle. “alright am hungry. Let’s order takeout.” She added with a small yawn.

“you’re not hungry. You need to sleep. You spent two night planning the assassination of God knows who, you successfully killed him without leaving a trace that shows you where the one. Now you’re about to assassinate Mr. Night. Girl, get some sleep!” Lorraine chuckled making Eisley laugh.

“you’re wicked! I need to eat before sleeping....oi! Enough with the argument. I’m going to get myself noodles.” Eisley said and leapt off the chair.

She slammed her hand against the wooden door which responded with a loud creak.

Though she took up assassination jobs and made huge amount from it, she refused to upgrade her accommodation as she totally left the catering house in the care of her sister. She claimed that she doesn’t want to be extravagant and she don’t want to attract unnecessary attention.

“Don’t spoil the door! And buy me a cup of noodles as well!” Lorraine yelled.

***

Eisley walked back to her apartment with a deep frown marring her petite face as she glared at her phone.

“those dammed brats!” she hissed as soon as she walked in to the living room.

She dropped the noodles on the table in annoyance and retreated to her room. Leila felt that she was pissed and didn’t ask. She simply took her noodles and went to prepare it.

“I’m leaving tonight.” Eisley muttered coldly.

“Oh" Lorraine could only sigh. “please, be careful.” She added.

Eisley narrowed her eyes at the cup of noodles coldly and then said “but that won’t stop me from eating my noodles.” She said with a smile and jumped on the couch making Lorraine laugh.

Moments later, she sat on her bed as she went through the details of her target.

“Night Evans. Attending a business meeting in one of his bars down south. Aces and Ales bar.”

She walked lazily in her room as she held a tablet that displayed all his information including the time he’ll be present in the bar.

“10:50pm. Exclusive meeting room. Underground.” She read aloud one after the other.

“Let's get this done. I’m doing this for Arthur.” She said in selfish encouragement as she headed to her wardrobe. She pushed a button in it and immediately, a secret passage was revealed in it. She walked in and ended up in her underground arsenal.

She picked a leather black overall with a hood. She strapped her dagger on her thigh and ankle boots. Afterwards, she styled her hair in a low bun ponytail.

“Do I need you?” She asked no one in particular as she looked at a desert eagle pistol with contemplation.

“Yeah I’ll take it...and this" She announced as she took a sniper rifle and loaded it in her black bag.

“Mr. Night, here I come.”