"Well, aside from checking Mr. Guevara, I have to seduce Malik Datu for information but witnessing how flirty Monica was around him lately, I understand why Gregory sticking with me," Ruby answered sighing sadly for Gregory's marriage. Skylar patted her back gently, feeling the same feeling whenever she touched Irina.
"Malik Datu, is he the same Datu from the SRF security squad?" She guessed, making Ruby nod.
"Yes, he's a newbie but managed to get inside the SRF." She answered, making Skylar grin.
"Monica is playing badly." She amusingly commented before adding, "I'll deal with my prey and check on her."
"Noted, I'll watch over the boys and Delta prepared things for you." She said, informing her game was all set and ready.
"Great, I appreciated it." She grinned sinisterly before softening when she recalled something. "Also, you two look good together. I mean, aside from what I assigned you, you looked great with Gregory."
"Oh, thanks. He's rubbing on me." Ruby sincerely thanked her boss while blushing slightly.
"I can see that." She chuckled as they walked back to the party but Skylar slipped away without being noticed.
***
In room 13, Mr. Guevara came inside his room a little bit tipsy when he stumbled on something causing him to groan. He even started swearing but when he tried to get up, he began feeling pain. However, before he could even start screaming in agony, a gloved hand covered his mouth, making looked horrified when a masked lady greeted him sinisterly.
"Good evening, Mr. Guevara. I mean, retired rapist colonel." Rose Slayer grimly greeted the frightened man who peed on his pants, bleeding. "Don't ask how I know but I'm here to collect your debt. Your soul."
The man squirmed but since Rose Slayer forced him to take a drug and gagged him with soaking cloth, he couldn't scream at all, especially when she shot a bullet against his thigh with a silencer. She chuckled sinisterly, letting the drug take effect before leaning and whispering death to his ears.
"Do you remember the young dead general you killed by torturing and framing her?" Rose Slayer asked with venom, making the man groan, drugged. Seeing that effect, she pulled the cloth before slapping his face. "Answer me."
"Yes, it's a deal we made with the officials. I get the position and money if she's gone from the service. We did that to excel in the service and to have security but since the officials were retired, we began to follow them. We're trapped and we can't undo the binding when they were involved with the ruthless mafia." Mr. Guevara began sharing what he knew and did back in the past, causing curiosity in her.
"Are you talking about the manipulative Master?" she asked, guessing the potential root cause of her downfall in the service.
"No, but more than you can imagine. He's a monster behind a human skin. Hahaha. I hate truth tablet." He answered before laughing, making Rose Slayer sigh and gagged him again before ending the night.
"Thanks for that. Let the dead general collect your soul then." She softly said to his ears, making his eyes wide, and another shot released against his right shoulder before tightly wrapped with string, reflecting what he did to the dead general. "Now it's time to say goodbye and welcome to your deathbed."
Although he was drugged, the man tried to fight but it was too late and a bullet crossed his forehead and chest. Rose Slayer placed the gun in his hands before looking inside the room, trashing it a little, making the scene quite believable for a fight with different drugs scattered around the room and his bag. Then she fled without leaving any evidence or a tainted rose that would talk about her. However, she did leave a clean white rose sitting by the bed. It was a warning sign for the officials that he mentioned earlier.
Finishing her night hunt smoothly, she passed the room filled with moans and cracking sounds from a bed. She was about to ignore it when she heard a name.
"Fuck, you're tight Monica."
"Like you didn't it tight, Malik."
"I don't want to eavesdrop on this again but, they were connected to SR Federation." Rose Slayer thought letting their moans echo in her background, making her sigh until they were done. She heard something she kept in her mind.
"I found it. Your parents' debt is quite huge but I'll get you free if you break it off with your husband."
"You have no right to bargain with me. I put you there."
"So she's trying to break free from the SRF's binding by doing side jobs?" she guessed, still hiding from the shadow and eavesdropping.
"I know, but I have to get something in return."
"I'm giving it already."
"I want more, Monica. I want you."
"And you know I can't Malik. I loved my husband."
"And yet, here you are naked and fucked up. Choose me."
"This is an interesting turning point." She amusingly commented.
"You don't understand, Malik and you're not that person for me."
"So there's another person aside from your husband, huh? Who was it?!"
"You're not the light or the shore in my life."
"Dammit! Tell me who, and I will kill whoever it was."
"YOU CAN'T! I WON'T LET YOU!"
"TELL ME WHO!"
"Woah, that's a hard slap." Rose Slayer thought when she saw how he hardly slapped Monica.
"TELL ME, MONICA WHO IS IT?!"
"NO! I'D RATHER DIE BEFORE YOU COULD HURT HER!"
"HER? YOU SWING THAT WAY NOW! I'LL SHOW YOU I'M MUCH GREATER THAN HER!"
"MALIK, STOP! NO!"
"Oh, now she's being forced." She sighed, shaking her hand but something tugged her chest and she kept ignoring it.
She carefully watched in the shadow despite her kind heart kicking until Monica grabbed a whiskey bottle from the bedside table and smashed it on his head. Malik stopped and snapped from what he was doing to Monica.
"Monica…"
"IF I SAID STOP, STOP! YOU FUCKING PIECE OF TRASH!"
"Y-you…"
"YOU WANT TO DIE, RIGHT? I'LL GIVE YOU, YOUR DEATH WISH."
"No…let's…talk about it…"
"DO YOU THINK I WOULD LISTEN TO YOU AFTER YOU ATTEMPT TO DO? I'M NOT THAT STUPID, MALIK. YOU THREATED TO END SKYLAR'S LIFE WHEN SHE'S ALREADY GONE. I'M NOT GOING TO LET ANYONE, YOU OR THE SR FEDERATION HURT HER. NOT THAT I'M BREATHING!"
"Woah, I didn't know she could be like this toward me. Wait, a second, is she referring to me or the past me?" She thought in surprise and watched Monica kill Malik without remorse. She hits him multiple times with the whiskey glass before leaving a tainted white rose on his body. That signature copied gesture amused Rose Slayer the most. "Hm, so she's pretending to be like me. Interesting, Monica…interesting…"
Text Message:
Alpha Lar: Now I understand why some targets didn't believe they were haunted by Rose Slayer. Monica has been playing the card.
Beta Dina: Hilarious but she could do that since she had the skills too.
Alpha Lar: I know, I thought her well.
Beta Dina: So, got something from watching her play?
Alpha Lar: I do and it never occur me before…have you noticed any obsession she had for me during those days?
Beta Dina: Hm, aside from being a clingy sister, she could lean into that after reading her background.
Alpha Lar: I see, keep me updated since left the room.
Beta Dina: Affirmative.
"You're making me excited about how to end you." Rose Slayer sinisterly thought as she slipped into the darkness and let the hunting game rest for the rest of the night.
***
Switching back like nothing happened, Skylar blended back into the party, enjoying talking with Ruby about private matters and other random things. But everything went into a whisper when they noticed Monica checked on the party before resting on the bar.
"Where are you going?" Ruby asked her boss.
"Pissing a prey." Skylar winked and walked toward the bar while Ruby watched on guard.
Monica drank the tequila bottle directly, making Skylar chuckle as she sat down beside her. Monica gave her a look but ignored her.
"Want to get wasted?" Skylar teasingly asked.
"With you? I could." Monica teasingly flirted, making Skylar shiver.
"Are you flirting with me?" she bluntly asked, frowning, making Monica show her broken smile.
"You sat beside me and we're at the bar, so what do you expect?" she refuted, shrugging her shoulders before drinking again.
"A decent chat." She said, rolling her eyes, and making Monica drunkenly giggle.
"Here? Oh please, never in my life had a chat at a bar without taking advantage of a drunken state." She chuckled, not believing in having a decent chat over a bar and in front of an alcoholic drink.
"Not me." She responded, making Monica stare at her.
"Why being kind to me?" Monica softened.
"I'm not being kind. I'm being a stranger." Skylar corrected, shrugging her shoulders.
"Okay, stranger, I'm Monica and you are?" Amused, she introduced herself, making Skylar frown.
"Seriously?" she wondered. Monica giggled like nothing was bothering her.
"Do I look like I am?" she refuted, making Skylar sigh.
"Fine, I'm Skylar, Sky for short." Skylar played along and introduced herself back before clanking their bottles.
"You remind me of her." She softly started, catching Skylar's attention.
"Who?" she asked pretending not to know anything who she was referring to.
"Never mind is gone already," Monica answered before drinking again.
"Oh come on, who?" but Skylar insisted.
"The person I care about the most but also the same person I hurt." She smiled weakly and drank again.
"I could be a good listener," Skylar said, eager to know her story.
"Same as her. She's a good listener and kind but I take that for granted. I could say I regret everything but I'm already drowning. I can't ask her to forgive me because I did it out of selfishness." She giggled with heartache and kept drinking.
"What did you do?" Skylar wondered.
"I sold her and it's too late to realize what I've lost completely." She answered.
"Your damn." She commented sternly, making Monica chuckle.
"I know. Would you believe that I could not sleep properly ever since I killed her? Well, of course, you won't but I could be guaranteed that don't feel anything to anyone unless it was her. And you…" Monica drunkenly admitted something she never shared anymore and reached Skylar's face. She caressed them dearly as if she were holding the old Skylar she knew and with a broken voice, she sadly smiled. "…you exactly reminded me of her. I'll try not to let the SRF touch you because of me. Goodnight, Skylar."
With a tear left in Monica's eyes, she kissed Skylar's cheek and left the bar, emptying her bottle while walking away. Skylar watched her carefully and when Monica's shadow in the hall was gone, she sighed.
"Monica Johnson, who was Skylar Saison to you before you became like this?" Skylar thought, still bothered about Monica's vulnerability that she showed to her. "What are you doing to SRF? What do you know about them for you to say that?"
"Skylar, are you alright?" Ruby's worried voice snapped Skylar from her thoughts.
"Ruby, why do you think she's said that? Why the SRF would be after me because of her? What does she mean about that?" She quickly asked her, confused by what she heard.
"I'm not sure but she might found something since she's with SRF or perhaps, it has something to do with the past debt or grudge." Ruby guessed, making Skylar carefully think about it.
"Grudge? SRF had a grudge against me? I never crossed their group before but maybe now." She wondered.
"If not with you, it's obviously with her." She answered, making Skylar nod but something was still off that she could not connect easily.
"Are you saying because I'm connected with her now, SRF will be after me too?" she guessed, making Ruby shrug her shoulders.
"That could be it. We just need to be guarded on the possibility that they would." She suggested, making Skylar sigh but agreed.
"Let's retreat for tonight because tomorrow there will be news." Skylar dismissed the topic and enjoyed the rest of the party.
***
"Five more minutes." Skylar grumpily said but the knock didn't stop, waking Vincencio up from their bed.
"I'll get it." Vincencio kissed her head and went to the door to check it out.
"Good morning sir. Sorry to disturb you but can we have a moment to talk with you for breakfast."
"What is about officers?"
"We'll tell you in breakfast. You can bring your wife."
"Okay, I'll wake her up."
"So they're here and earlier than expected." Skylar thought while still lying on the bed, under that comforter. "Who was it, Hubby?"
"A police officer and they want to speak with us. Honestly, I don't like whatever it could be." He answered, heading to the bathroom after kissing his wife's lips.