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Peek-A-Boo

A syndicate satisfying the thirst for wealth among the commoners. Some believe it to bring light in the midst of those blinded by money. A journey where truth knocks the door of the renowned assassin of the underworld Aletta Hudson. Will she be able to open that door? Do look forward to know more about the novel !!

Lindal ยท Urban
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Sweet dreams

" Your reports from the recent contracts, that's very much unlike you, Spider. But I must say, congratulations! You've become quite infamous. "

Aletta stood stiff as she processed his words. She did wonder how thin his patience would run and it seemed like this was the day.

" My apologies Sir Rodriguez. I would keep these in mind. I plead for a chance to prove my worth. "

She bowed excusing herself and neared the door without waiting for his answer.

" Don't plead, my love. I know you will correct yourself else you know what happens. Just consider this as a friendly remainder and get to work. "

Aletta did bother to respond and closed the doors exiting his office. A sigh of relief left her soul leaning behind.

She was tired....tired of the deeds she's been doing. Slaughtering people like they are nothing and mourning as if she felt guilty.

She never understood the meaning behind this act. Slowing picking up the photo of her parents from her pocket, she stared at it with empty eyes.

๐˜‘๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ? ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ... ๐˜›๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ. ๐˜๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜™๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜ณ๐˜ช ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ? ๐˜–๐˜ฏ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ.

๐˜‹๐˜ฐ ๐˜ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ?

She left place and went towards her mansion. Entering her room she found a letter on the table.

It had been quite a long since she ever received a letter other than from the organization.

' ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜™๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ๐˜ป. ๐˜๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฆ. ๐˜’๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ'๐˜ด ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ.

- ๐˜•๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜‰๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ด '

A frown occupied her face. Her last investigation had cleared her thoughts that Rodriguez's father was dead, but now after receiving a letter from Bates her thoughts twitched.

Aletta found noting about Norman on the city records, as if he never existed. His findings about Rodriguez's father Genki was far more suspicious.

๐˜๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜Ž๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฉ? ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฑ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต.... ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ?

On the other hand, Weber and Nori were trying to complete their works like there was no tomorrow.

If it wasn't for their colleague Keith Forrester, they would've bolt for freedom.

" That's it! I'm heading home. I intend to sleep like a log for the rest of the night. "

Nori stood up in the middle of her paper work and looked around only to find empty office with two workaholic criminals.

" Of course you can, after paying for my precious coffee cup that you broke this morning, Schwartz. "

Keith's sarcastic smile tensed up the entire office. Nori changed herself into a forceful laugh along with Weber who gulped hard.

" For heaven's sake, Nori. You ain't pulling this on that grumpy cat !! " Weber whispered pulling her back to her seat.

" Going? Who's going ? What's home? I'm determined to finished this paper work. Another cup of coffee please ! " She screeched going towards the counter.

Another night spent with tons of works and worries passed as dawn broke out once again with greeting of Aletta as she entered their base.

Their one and only sweetest secretary , Celeste Woods greeted with a cheerful smile as always upon seeing Aletta.

" I swear on the heavens, if I have to greet another human on this morning, there shall be a death. "

The Grumpy Keith's warning sent chills down her spine. Instead she turned towards her best friends who were sleep deprived.

" Al !!! Helpeth me, milady....I can't...anymore. My soul aches from lack of sleep ! " Nori ran towards Aletta staring at Keith.

" Stop whining, kid. Get you bones to work. None of us have slept. " Weber said smacking her head.

Aletta simply shrugged at Nori who was now showing her puppy eyes and went back to her desk keeping her coat draped on one of the hangers.

" Ayy.. Don't you think it's a good day for a stroll. We don't have new players plus we get to rejoice our popularity."

" Stroll ? What about you pending work on those records?"

Weber's question triggered the inner queen of Nori who was about to walk off the door.

" Ow...Ow... My !! I have a terrible headache ! I'm going to faint. "

" Have you ever considered a career change Nori? You are better at it than being an assassin. "

His question only received a glare from her.

" Adorable, aren't they? "

Aletta said as she stood near Keith sipping her coffee. Indeed the morning in thier base would like any other normally functioning offices rather than a underworld base.

" I would like to ban being energetic early in the morning.

We have a meeting in few minutes. Ya'll better be there before becoming my next targets. "

Keith spoke as he went out while others followed him.

.

.

" We don't have to wait anymore, Rodri. Finish her before Norman finds her.....I don't want troubles tailing us again. This empire that I built isn't meant to be collapsed this soon."

" But father- "

" I don't remember permitting you to speak, dear son. "

Rodriguez closed his eyes recalling everything as he laid down on his bed. There was frustration filled in him. He wanted to scream but he was afraid.

" What are you hiding from me, Aletta ? "

His silent whisper echoed throughout the silent room as he slowly drifted to his world recalling one of his sweet memories.....

" Al, Where are you? I promise I won't show that to uncle. "

Little Rodriguez's screams where filled in the garden in the process of finding Aletta.

He jumped over vertical garden with all his might only to find her sitting between the bushes. A smile appeared his face. She looked up at his voice with a glare.

" I won't buy that like always."

Rodriguez couldn't help but laugh at her pout. He was planning to show the tiny clay model she made to their uncle instead he threw his dearest stuffed toy on top of her.

" You should casually stop around your toys. I won't help you mend it, if it tears. "

" It won't just tear, you made it after all. Yaaaah ! I know what you need now."

He pulled her up the bushes and led her to a cave near them. It wasn't an obvious place yet it was known only to them. Aletta's jaws dropped seeing the place.

The dark cave they used to play every time had turned into a fairytale with lights and flowers all over.

Before she could realize, he placed a wreath on her head surprising her.

" I was right ! It does suit you well. "

" Y-You made this? Nah ... Rodri, you don't have to lie just to lighten my mood. "

Rodriguez was stunned to speak. It was true that he never tried anything on his to an extent that he was shocked when he made a wreath.

" Seriously, Al ? I may haven't done anything but see I did this garland on my own."

Aletta laughed at his desperate trial for innocence. " I know, I know. You made this and it's very beautiful. Thanks Rodri."

" You don't think it ends here, do you? "

Rodriguez question made her even more confused but in the next moment she found herself being dragged by him to the shore nearest to them.

Ear-deafening bustle of music and dance, dolls, woodworks, earthen pots and jars, bamboo-made baskets, fancy goods, and sweetmeats arranged in sequential stalls.

Magic and puppet shows were being the chief attraction of the two.

Looking and buying different things for themselves and for their dear and near ones. But as they moved forward in rush Aletta found herself going alone with his memories....

A tear escaped Rodriguez eyes who felt as if he was back in those times again.

๐˜ˆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ข, ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜บ.... ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ ?