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| Topic Started: Monday, 13. April 2015, 12:34 (313 Views) | |
| Leslie | Monday, 13. April 2015, 12:34 Post #1 |
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Chapter 4 Chapter 5: Breaking News! Prologue The next step in conquering another strong pillar in Enfield that could not only aid her but Anarchs all over was the newspaper. Messages could be coded in advertisements and so much secret stuff that could be traded without any one outside of the Anarchs knowing about it. How to get this power down so she could gain it was a bit more difficult. It was a tight family business so wriggling in between it all was going to be a challenge. Leslie followed them as much as she could but she has also hired a private investigator because she couldn't do this on her own. It took a while but she finally received some information that was going to help her out a lot. First she would have to focus on one person in particular. Most were rather vanilla. A parking ticket or two. But nothing major except for one of the sons: Josh. Now the private investigator had some nice pictures and statements about Josh. Apparently he had a habit to make his lifestyle interesting. Sometimes the rich kids were always bored and started to search for something more exciting. And while he had a good job and came from a good family there wasn't much to spend for his excessive habits so he combined his business with pleasure. Something his family isn't aware of... for now. |
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| Leslie | Friday, 17. April 2015, 20:53 Post #2 |
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For a change this would start with a night of clubbing. The Flemish girl was dressed to impress. White, shiny high heels that made her legs look longer and her perky behind sway more were on her feet. Then her bare legs ended under black skirt. It was a loosely swirling fabric that was wrapped around her waist. She was wearing a white corset that was decorated with black lace and on top to hide the fur that was peeking above the corset on her back she had a black bolero jacket. The music was a sea of distraction she had to resist. She weaved herself through the warm bodies that were moving like waves. All these faces and only one she needed to find. After a few moments of wandering around she noticed the rather handsome looks of the one she was looking for. With determination she walked towards him. He was dancing and with friends around him. Leslie twirled around and made her way closer and closer until she bumped against him. He turned around and she tucked some loose hair behind her ears. "I'm sorry." she said while forcing a blush on her cheeks. "No need to be gorgeous. Want to dance?" His arm already slided around her waist and pulled her close. Of course Leslie wanted to dance with him. He was nice eye candy and while he was smart he did stupid things. Her body was close to him. Moving with him as one entity. It was nice to feel his warm body against hers. For a few songs they danced till a hand disappeared under her skirt. She stopped him and whispered she wanted some privacy. Immediately he excused himself from his mates and led her outside to his car where he opened the back door and pushed her in. They fumbled a bit and while she straddled his lap he held up a small bag with white powder. "Want some extra fun?" "I was waiting for that." she grinned and her hand shot towards his throat to hold him down. He squirmed beneath her and looked at her all startled. "You do a lot to get that stuff. Selling out stories, making stories disappear, giving information away... everything for a small price." "How do you know?" his eyes stayed upon her but his hand wrapped around her wrist and before she knew it he had pushed her up and she was folded between him and the car door. His breath warm and threatening against her cold skin. "How do you know this, bitch?!" Maybe he was just a bit too big and strong for her. He was most likely already very influenced by whatever drugs he had taken. Now she was squirming and trying to push him away. "Someone followed you. There are pictures of it all. I work for an organisation who needs your help and we needed something to make sure you would cooperate. We only ask for a small favour in return." "Who is this we?" he asked but Leslie hid herself after a bigger organisation because her alone would be easier laughed away as she was too young to be taken serious by some. "I can not tell that. Even I don't know them all. I only spread the messages and makes sure it runs smoothly." Meanwhile she had been able to push her knee between herself and him so she could push him away. Then she started to explain what she needed and wanted. All the information that needed to go through her. The messages that needed to be included at times as codes. All the possibilities. He just stared at her. Pondered it. She nearly saw the mental cogs turn and churn in his mind. "What if I refuse?" "You don't want to ask that. Trust me. You don't. Everything will be revealed and nothing will be the same for you or anyone of your family. Everything everyone ever worked for will be destroyed. These people do not accept a no as answer." She watched him sweetly and with a scared look. Nearly sad and sorrowful. Then she leaned in and kissed him. "Think about it. I'll return here next week. I am sorry. I truly am." she left the car and walked away with a big grin. Idiot. Let's now hope he made the right decision. |
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| Leslie | Saturday, 25. April 2015, 21:38 Post #3 |
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It was a week later after the last time she had seen him. Hopefully he had been thinking about everything and had realised that the wrong decision could put a lot of people at risk her. Even her in a way. If this failed and he decided to go all clean towards his family then a few higher ups of the city who were trying to sweep dirty little details under the rug would be really annoyed. Which could mean they would like to go find the one responsible for this and if they in the end would come to her she would have to do everything she could to keep the Masquerade going and to keep her own ass alive. This was an important moment for her even though it might seem like not much and even though many would see this as a trivial thing. But once this would be settled it would be great and not to mention she then had one other step to weave all of this together and she had created her cosy cocoon in the London society. First she needed to get through this and put her innocent face back on. Her heels clicked away on the badly lit parking lot. Her arms were wrapped around herself and she looked around for the car she was in last week. It didn't take long to spot it and she waited outside. Nearly two hours later he walked outside and almost was he surprised to see her. She was wearing a dark pair of jeans and a black hoodie which had the hood up. Her hair was decorated around her face and partly hiding her face. "Have been here earlier but you weren't here yet." "I told you I would show up for your answer." "I'm not sure this is such a good idea. I'm already in so much trouble with these man and the debts I have with them." "You think I don't know that? Why do you think they picked us for this?" "Us? What do you mean us?" "I can't talk about that. There are rules." What rules? Talk to me!" Josh grabbed her and shook her which made her hoodie fall back. Immediately he noticed the colour around her eyes. What he didn't know was that she had let someone put this on her with some of that special movie make up stuff. She had been around a school that does adult evening courses and one of those is about make-up. They needed models and she had signed herself in. Now she stood here with what looked like a nice black eye. "Did they do that? Why?" "Because I failed a task. Please don't ask too many questions." she sounded scared and it was nearly genuine. It was easy to play this typ of girl. Shiver a little, look down, be jumpy and a few times she looked around as if expecting someone to jump from behind a car or something. "Look at me! Come on, look at me..." he placed a warm hand under her chin and made her look up. "I will do this to help both of us. This is not so different from what already has been going on, only now I get a pretty girl with it every now and then if they allow that." he kissed her and Leslie's mind was having a party. This had been a good approach. "Thank you. I better get going now. Contacts will be made again soon." with a sad smile she looked around and caressed his cheek before leaving the parking lot like a nervous little mouse. This had been so easy. He had fallen for the trick of the damsel in distress. Maybe along the line she could ghoul him. Now he thought there was still higher ups calling the shots. In the future he might ask awkward questions and her blood would be a good answer then. For now she had him in her pocket. Nearly there. Nearly at the end of the tunnel! The End... Chapter 6 Edited by Leslie, Monday, 27. April 2015, 14:43.
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