Davis'P.O. V.
"What are we doing here, Davis?"
Frank was the first in the group to speak. There's never been a time I have seen him intimidated, not even now in a room full of criminals and large men with even larger muscles. He had buzzed his black hair down for the summer, barley leaving any on his scalp. It only added to his tough demeanor as he crossed his arms, scanning the room with nothing more than destent.
"I need a favor. Quite a few favors, actually. I am calling in what I'm owed."
"Must be pretty big for all of us to be called here," he mused, gesturing with his head around the room.
"Each of you has a specific set of skills that I need. Starting with you, Frank."
"I'm all ears, Dave," he smirked at me, using my least liked nickname. He was trying to get under my skin like old times. The man was annoying as hell, but the only one I knew to be able to hack into any security system around without getting caught.
"I need you to hack into Porter's business building security. Shut down the cameras, and once I am up, shut down the elevators."
"What exactly do you need me for?" Lucius asked.
He was the darkest of the ones I had called here, a mercenary I met while trying to find Grace's murderer. He had never lost a fight until he met me, and as such decided to stick by my side like an unwanted blemish. He's someone I like to keep at a distance. I've seen the smile that crosses his face as he hears his victims scream, it's one that still plagues my dreams at times.
"What you do best, Luc."
His evil grin stretched across his face like the Cheshire cat, a grin that lingers. His silver hair hung over the large scar that stretched across his face. He hasn't aged so well over the years, but that's not hard to believe considering his line of work. His face now held a few wrinkles around his forehead and eyes. He may have aged, but his body still looks as physically fit as it did a decade ago. His muscles flexed as he fisted his hands beside him in excitement. The man reeked of evil with an ominous aura that spread out of him like a thick fog.
"Who's the target?"
"Idris Porter," I said his name with such disdain, feeling it drip out of me like poison. A father who isn't a father at all. A man turned evil to keep his business going.
"He's a pretty big figure head, Dave. Can't make him disappear without questions, even if I hack his social medias," Frank questioned me, as usual, always ready to pick me apart. Anything to try and show he's superior.
"Not trying to kill him, Frank. Just hurt him."
Even though I'd much rather kill him.
"What's to say he won't retaliate? The man has money to make us all pay," this time it was Derek that spoke.
He didn't like this plan, not one bit, but he knew it was the only way. He had been working through the ledger, but working on trying to turn everyone against Idris would take too long, and even then some may not be willing to cooperate with us.
"That's where Mandy comes in." I gestured to Mandy who had been silently standing to the side in the darkness of the shadows. Not a single one had noticed her. That's what makes her so special. She's so easy to miss because of her small stature and quiet nature. It makes her perfect for what she does best.
"Mandy is going to get close to Idris and find dirt on him that not even he is willing to let see the light of day."
Her small round face broke into a small as her little legs strode her towards us and out of the shadows she'd been hiding in. Her dark ebony skin mirrored that of Carter's, her cousin. She had short curly hair and hazel eyes that seemed to glow. Her smile made you think of someone kind and warm, which she could be when she wanted to be, but those instances are rare. She even strikes fear in Carter, and a little in myself.
"I've already checked him out, and know just how to approach him," her small voice made her seem sweet and innocent, yet she was anything but. She could bring a man down to his knees in an instant. I've seen her do it countless times.
"This hinges on her?" Frank laughed, pointing to her as if she were nothing.
Mandy took offense, jumping on him in an instant. She was like a rabid monkey, climbing all around him and punching him anywhere she could. He would go to grab her, but she'd climb out of the way. At one point she was dangling from his arm, kicking him in the face.
"Alright, alright. I get it," Frank yelled, having had his ass handed to him, in front of us all,
by little miss Mandy. He didn't even get a chance to strike back.
"Now that's settled, let's talk about the timeline."
"I'm working on the judge now, but it seems that Idris has something on him. If we can get our hands on that blackmail and make it disappear then he'd be out of Idris' pocket," Derek informed us.
"Think you can find it while you' re around him, Mandy?"
"Easy," she scoffed, as if offended I had to ask.
"Once we have the blackmail, and the judge out of his pocket, I'll call Frank and Lucius. That' ll be the day we hurt him physically. Lisa will be hurting his image throughout the week with
whatever Mandy can find while she's around him as his new assistant. Lisa paid off the last one to quit, and pushed Mandy's fake resume to the top. She's already been hired."
"I'm quite the charmer," she winked with a small chuckle.
Frank scoffed, obviously not finding her charming after she beat his ass. This only made Lucius laugh and Derek smile in amusement. That only went on to sour Frank's mood further.
"Alright, enough teasing. Let's be serious. Do you guys understand what you need to do?"
"I always know what I need to do," Lucius replied with a cold smirk.
"Yeah, it's pretty fucking simple," Frank rolled his eyes as he spoke in an annoyed tone. "I'm already on it," Mandy nodded.
"It's what I've been doing," Derek crossed his arms, leaning back, and staring at the door like he was ready to go already.
"Perfect. I'll keep in touch."
"I still don't understand why you have to go to their house." I was trying to be gentle as I spoke to Lisa, but it was hard with my anger bubbling up inside me.
"It's the only way I am going to get what I need from dad," she responded simply. "I'll be fine, my Viking. I can handle myself better now, thanks to you and Izzy."
She was trying to make me feel better, but it wasn't working. I didn't like the idea of her being anywhere near those damn Darnells. They were delusional sick assholes, that should never be graced by her presence again. She has a plan though, and who am I to deny her the
revenge she so seeks to accomplish. She has grown stronger, I can't deny that. I just wish I could be by her side, to help her, to support her, always.
"I know you can, Lisa, but it doesn't mean I like the thought of you alone with them." "I have an idea for that," she smiled mischievously at me, piquing my interest immensely.
"Do tell," I smirked, pulling her close to me so I could feel the warmth of her breath against my skin.
"I'll have Mandy come, too. She can come up with some excuse to interrupt our meeting, and I'll invite her to stay once she shows up. Dad won't send her away to save face with his new assistance."
I thought about it for a moment, feeling a lot better at the thought of Mandy being there with her. My fingers stroked her face delicately, brushing that beautiful black hair back. I leaned down to her, hovering over her lips for a moment.
"Okay, Lisa. I know you' ll do great. Don't be afraid to blow the whole thing up if it starts to go sideways. I'll clean up whatever mess comes from it, I promise."
"Thank you, Davis."
She closed the small distance between us, kissing me so passionately it was like she sucked my soul out of me and joined it with hers. There's no removing her from me, from my heart, or even my skin. She's everything to me.