Girl with Purple Lingerie

"Albert! What are you doing? The police car sirens are getting closer. What Louis said was true. We have to hurry back, Al," sighed George, as he watched Albert go up to the second floor.

"George, I feel like there's someone else in the house. I have to make sure and kill him right away. You just go to the car and wait for me at the east window," Albert said, then left George panicked.

George's right, the sirens of the police car are approaching. Albert accelerated to the corner room on the second floor of the house owned by Peter William which he had just killed a few minutes ago. Josh said Peter only lived with his wife and a housekeeper. The three men had stretched their lives after a live bullet pierced their hearts, but Albert's instincts say there are others in this house.

Albert prepared the gun. He held the weapon behind his body and in one move Albert opened the door of the room.

"Peter?"

The gun brandishing in the air slowly descended. Albert knew there was something strange about the girl sitting on the bed in the purple lingerie. Albert walked over.

"Oh, are you Dahlia? Or Aunt Emma?" The girl is now talking again. Looked at Albert in confusion.

One fact Albert found from the girl.

She's blind.

It was fitting that her eyeballs stared the other way, while she had since spoken to Albert who she thought was Peter, Dahlia, or Aunt Emma as she mentioned. Albert got closer and looked into the girl's eyes to be sure.

"What's your name?" Albert asked, looking at the girl's face.

"Who are you?!"

The girl gasped and reflexively retreated until her body bumped into the bedpan when she heard a foreign voice that she believed was not Peter let alone Dahlia and Aunt Emma.

"Why are you at Peter William's house?" asked Albert.

"Who are you? Why are you in my room?" The girl pulled a blanket to cover her body.

Albert raised the gun and placed the tip of the rifle on the girl's forehead. "Answer my question or you die now."

The girl's lips quivered. She didn't know what was on her forehead. However, the man's voice sounded extremely cold and creepy.

"I... Anastasia Edwards. Peter's younger sister," said Anas, slowly.

Albert's attention was fooled as the police sirens approached. He didn't have much time, but his cold hands hesitated to stab a bullet in the gun into the girl's forehead. It could be that Josh also does not know the existence of Anas.

"Listen, Peter and Dahlia are away and they leave you to me. So, you have to come with me now," Albert said, pouring sleeping pills on a handkerchief that he always kept in his jacket pocket.

"Really? Why didn't they tell me first? Where's Aunt Emma?" The look on Anas's face turned sad and disappointed. She had dinner with her brother and sister a few hours ago.

"Right. So, you have to obey me." Albert took a step forward and immediately smothered Anas' mouth with a handkerchief containing sleeping pills powder. The girl had been thrashing for a few seconds and when she had lost consciousness, Albert carried Anas' body leaving Peter William's house.

Albert opened the east window quickly. He saw that Ladybug's black car was waiting for him there. Just as he jumped over the window, the car door was opened by George. Everyone in the car looked at Albert in astonishment.

"Al, are you crazy?! You should kill her, not take the girl!" George said as the car drove through New York City night.

"Let me call Mr. Josh first," Albert said, ignoring George's ramblings.

"For what?! What if Mr. Josh gets angry and doesn't pay for our work tonight?" George almost lost his mind. It could be that a reliable killer ladybug leaves one life.

"Mr. Josh didn't know there was this girl. We can't kill just anyone, George," Albert said. He attached the phone to his ear and let the blind girl fall asleep on his shoulder.

"By the way, the girl looks very young and charming, even prettier than Peter William's wife. Who is she, Al?" Louis asked, his eyes stealing a glance at Anas who slept behind the wheel through the middle rearview mirror.

"Peter William's sister. It's weird, Josh says Peter is Max William's only child. That's why I need certainty from Josh," Albert said.

While waiting for his call to be received by Josh, Albert glanced at Anas for a moment. The girl was indeed charming, her face was amazingly beautiful. Blonde hair and pale white skin added to the woman's physical beauty. The look in Albert's eyes was fixed on Anas's clothes, the girl was wearing only thin satin lingerie.

"What's wrong, Al?"

Josh's voice returned Albert's attention.

"Sir, we have succeeded in killing Peter, his wife, and their housekeeper according to your instructions yesterday. But there seems to be something you miss about Peter William," Albert said.

"What do you mean?"

Albert glanced at Anas at a glance. "There's another girl in the house. He claimed to be Peter William's younger sister. Her name is Anastasia Edwards. I haven't confirmed any other information about her identity."

There was a long pause before Josh came back. "You killed the girl too?"

"No, Sir. I'm waiting for your instructions. Now the girl is with us under the influence of sleeping pills," Albert said.

"Okay. Please take her to Ladybug's headquarters. I'll call you for the next order. Make sure she's not injured and is alive when she meets me next week. Can you take care of that girl, Al?" Josh said.

One corner of Albert's lips was raised. "Don't underestimate me, Sir. I've often held dozens of beautiful girls at headquarters. Leave it to me."

Josh laughed. "Okay. Tell George to find out about the girl."

"Okay, sir."

The call was interrupted. Albert kept the phone in his pants pocket, then he took off his jacket to cover Anas and pulled out a gun, and put it under the chair. He was pensive as he gazed at the new York City night sky, feeling that Josh wouldn't take Anas easy. But it seems that the girl did not know about the crime of her father, Max William.

Albert is well acquainted with the character of Josh Frederic, the biggest mafia boss in the United States. Now Albert wondered to himself, was the decision to take Anas instead of killing the right course of action? However, he regained his senses. It's not his job to think about the fate of Josh's captives.

"By the way, are you sure the girl is honest about her identity?" George asked, making Albert's head tussled to think during the trip.