Across the street in a dark corner, a man laid atop a roof, his camera pointing towards the parking lot. He snapped a series of photos and looked down at the screen. A lady in a white scarf and pink hat matched a similar photo he had of the girl he was to be tracking. He snapped a few more photos as she handed a man a wad of cash. "Well, that's interesting. What are you buying, little miss?"
He pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "Sir."
"Go ahead."
"I tracked the car you asked me to follow. The girl matches that photo you sent, pink hat and everything. She is meeting some guy. I cannot get a shot of his face, but she handed him a wad of cash."
"Little bitch. Didn't take you long. Well no point in waiting to find out when this contractor plans to strike. Go ahead and take her out. She has served her purpose. And make sure its clean. I don't need the dragon queen coming after me for this. Just let her disappear. If the family starts poking around, we can deal with them later."
"Any preferences on how its done?"
"Not really. As long as there is no body to be found you are free to do as you wish. She was rather fun over the weekend so feel free to enjoy yourself. But, I warn you. If you fuck this up and she gets away, you might as well kill yourself. It will be far more pleasant that what I can manage."
"Understood." The dark cloaked figure quickly broke down his camera and scooped up his bag, heading for his own car. He could hear the girl trying to start the car. It gave him a few extra seconds to get his own started while she struggled. He was waiting as the blue car slowly passed his alley.
A few minutes later, he followed her car into the parking garage of Dragon Corporation. He was a bit surprised they had come back here but the garage was dim enough it wouldn't change his plans much. This time of night there were few other cars in the area. Most were likely left here for one reason or another. He found a good spot to park and pulled out a kit with several vials and a syringe. As the young woman got out of her car, he prepared to attack, positioning himself just behind a support column, where she wouldn't be able to see him.
Thankfully she had taken off the scarf and left it in the car, making it much easier to access her neck. He let her get two steps past before leaping out and grabbing her, a chloroform soaked cloth clamping tight across her face. She struggled, grabbing at his arms, nails digging into his skin. Lines of blood appeared as she fought desperately, but her motions were already slowing.
"Ouch! Little bitch!" He rammed his knee into the side her knees, their combined weight causing her to collapse to the ground. They landed hard and he could feel her lungs compress and most of the air was violently forced out past his hand. She continued to struggle, gasping for breath but it only sped the drug's effects as she sucked in the fumes. His sheer weight held her pinned while he held the cloth over her nose and mouth.
The drug finally did its job. She went limp in his arms and he pulled the cap off the syringe with his teeth, sliding it into her neck. That would keep her down for a while.
As he loaded her into the trunk of his car, she began to stir. "Damn that chloroform really doesn't hold you down long does it? Well, not to worry, your happy drugs will be kicking in shortly." He tipped her limp body into the trunk and began tying her hands and feet with tape. He finished with one for her mouth for good measure. "Don't worry, we will have a bit of fun before the end. You will get to go to the next life satisfied." He slammed the trunk and climbed into the car, setting off for his favorite spot.
There was an abandoned cabin not far out of town that he had claimed in recent years. It was set just high enough in the hills to not be visited by anyone randomly driving by and was perfect for his version of entertaining guests for a night with no one to hear screams. It also had a cave entrance not far behind it. He had learned several years ago that if he followed a certain tunnel through the cave system, it would come to a deep shaft that he had never been able to find the bottom of. By now, there were several bodies at the bottom, and from time to time he would drop a can of diesel fuel and a match just to help things along.