Chapter 2: CHAPTER 2
"All of them needs to be done on tomorrow, give them to me first thing in the morning." Alyana rolled her eyes while brushing her teeth. It was time for her to go to bed, but her employer had assigned her a large number of tasks to complete. She sighed as she examined her own image in the mirror.
"Yesh, sher!" she said.
"What? Any problem with your mouth, woman?" Nix asked. She only gave a frown and hung up. Nix has promised not to make her work at night, but he has given her the files that must be completed as quickly as possible.
She snatched up her laptop as soon as she sat down in bed, skipping through the papers he had sent in favor of scrolling through her news feed. She intended to do them later, but her illness was interfering with her plans. So she just let the darkness eat her again.
"Sir, the helicopter is here."
Nix frowned while looking at his phone before putting it back in his pocket.
'How dare she do that to me, I am still her boss' he thought, however, he was drawn to her irritated expression. He should have irritated her even more if it hadn't been for their unexpected task.
"Tell them I'm coming," Nix said and then went to his secretary's room first. He grinned as he saw a small piece of paper on the table and read what was written on it. He snatched it and stuffed it into his pocket, then motioned for his team to leave the base.
As soon as he reached the rooftop, a strong breeze messed up his hair. For a little moment, he closed his eyes due to the wind from the helicopter. Before flying, the two men took him inside and made sure he was safe.
He glanced at his watch to discover that it was already 11 p.m. He wondered if she was already sound asleep. He was certain, though, that she was already dreaming as a result of her condition. She suffers from Narcolepsy, a sleep ailment that causes her to fall asleep suddenly. He'd known it since they were children, which is why he insisted on appointing her as his secretary in order to ensure Alyana's safety. He doesn't really want to send her the files he sent a while ago, but he simply wants her to be busy, it's not a big deal if she can't finish them because one of his assistants has already done it.
He smiled when he saw the written message again in the piece of paper he saw at her table.
S.H.A.K.E I.T. O.F.F.
She enjoys writing something that can motivate her on a daily basis. She was also conscious of her own state, which is why she's not forcing herself to do the things she knew would put her to sleep.
"We are here, Sir. Please call me if you need more person," the guy who drove the helicopter and accompanied him said while bowing his head.
"I am sure I won't need any help," he coldly said and stood up, he took a quick glance again at the paper and went outside the helicopter with his assistant.
"Mr. Laurier, nice to finally meet you," an old man greeted him as soon as he entered the building. Holding a suitcase, he roamed his eyes around and smirked when he didn't see anyone in the large abandoned building except for this old man in front of him. He was certain that many men were hiding in every corner of it.
They will transact for the guns today, but knowing this organization, they will most likely kill their clients and take the money rather than give them the weapons they require.
He wouldn't have to do this if it weren't for his father. They have a lot of weapons, far more powerful than the ones they'll acquire tonight, but his father wants more power to defeat their foes.
Behind their legal firm's good name lies an organization that was providing illegal services in many nations while also taking down their own business rivals.
"Fifty Million," he said while elevating the case he was holding. "The weapons?" he asked.
The man in front of him laughed.
"I want to see them first, my babies," he said. He handed his assistant the case and urged him to open it. When the man finally spotted the money, he smiled widely and was about to take a step forward when Nix pointed his gun at him, forcing him to remain in his current posture. The man laughed and motioned for his men to collect all of the weapons they were asking.
"I prepared all the powerful weapons for you, you know this is our first transaction so better to make a good impression to my client," the man said while hitting a cigarette. He then simply gestures to his people to prepare for shooting.
Nix smirked at him, he knew it would be his next move.
"Take all of them," he commanded. His man began shooting, killing all of them which made the old man shivered in fear. He thought it would be easy for them to take him down because he was just bringing one person with him. But they are not just normal clients. Nix already knew that there are many people in different angles who will try to kill him when their boss commands, that's why he is with a sharp shooter now.
"Jet, let's go." When he had gathered all of the weaponry they need, he returned to his chopper.
The location was strewn with the blood of those who had attempted to assassinate him.
Jet and his companion bent their heads before entering the helicopter. Before taking off, Nix lowered his gaze to the bodies.
When they were finally in the air, he dialed a number on his phone.
"Son." An old man's voice greeted.
"It's done, it's in our hands now," he said, hearing his father laugh at the other line makes him sighed.
"Good job, good job son." That was the last thing his dad told him, he ended the call when he didn't hear him talk anymore. He doesn't want to talk to him for a long time. He shuts his eyes and breathes in the cool night air, a picture of a woman flashing across his head, making him smile.
Alyana.
Gifts
-- Gift
received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone