What Kind Of Girl

Without answering she pushed the gun forward, its knozzle touching Jacob's head.

"You don't need to know, all that matters is that, I am here to collect his debt and your debt. For all the blood that was shed, especially of those who were innocent."

"W- We didn't do anything!!" Jacob started fearing for his life.

Amber laughed sarcastically upon hearing this, "Didn't do anything?"

"The last time I checked, you have pointed a gun in using your very own hand to the head of another. You mercilessly killed him for finding out about your dealings."

Jacob started having cold sweat as he listened to her cold voice.

"So tell me then?" she looked up to Mario.

"Should I shot him? And make it look like suicide? You support that attitude after all."

Her eyes turned hideous as she stared at him as if she really would do whatever she was saying.

Jacob, on the other hand, gulped upon hearing this.

The plan was to make it a big one, wait until the company becomes big before revealing the illegal shipments he had done slowly.

But upon returning, Carl noticed it and started investigating. Jacob watched him closely and upon finding out that he had found out everything.

Another person called for the police sending all the evidence of the shipments.

Knowing the exact date, Jacob intentionally called for Carl in the storage.

And with the signal, catching Carl off guard, he had killed him. A shot in the head, looking like a suicide.

This was all known by his father for the pay he received was used not just by him but his father as well. He was even proud of him for pulling off such a long plan.

Mario may love money and the company but he loved his son even more. Currently he also felt very scared for his son.

"So how did you point the gun? For them to sentence it as suicide, it must have been close right? Was it touching his head just like this?"

Amber's voice was devoid of emotion and the way she looked at him was like he was already a dead man.

"I wonder how will that look? Wanna watch?" she once again asked Mario.

"Pl- Please, I'll do anything, d- don't kill him," Mario started begging.

"Then sign it, he is more important to you after all. So important that you allow him to kill as much as he wants, use drugs, rape cases? Oh and the list goes on," she even tilted her head to the side as she said all this.

"P- Please I am begging you," Jacob started begging as well.

"Beg? No, everything has their prices. Well if your father would sign the papers then we would have been long done with this."

Jacob looked at his father. Mario, without second thoughts, took a pen, picked the papers and signed them. It was a passing of all his assets.

This was after all her promise to Luis Cooper.

After signing, Mario threw the folder to her side. To which she stepped on and pushed it out of the room. The gap underneath the door allowed it to move out of the room.

"I've signed it already let him go," Mario asked.

Instead of letting go she kept asking.

"So tell me, was Carl just your scapegoat?"

"Ye- Yes, since I was already caught by him. When they investigate deeper, they would know that it was me in the end. Carl was a good scapegoat for he was but a servant."

Another gunshot rang out.

She was grabbing his hair in order for him not to topple over as she grazed his thigh. She wouldn't be able to support him if she shot his other leg as well. She could only graze it.

Jacob was already trembling after being grazed once again. Mario too, was feeling scared.

"I just want to know something, you do know how to beg. But... why was it so easy for you to kill someone?"

Something is bugging her as well, regarding Carl's death. She felt like it was not that simple at all.

"Why was it that you can pull the trigger so easily without batting an eye?"

"Why would you do such a thing to someone who was living an honest life?"

"I-"

"You know I really don't understand how twisted you people could be."

She kept going not allowing them to speak.

"You pull the trigger when you wanted, you kill like it was but a game. But aren't you humans as well?"

"So why are you living like monsters?"

"What pleasures do you get by killing those who were innocent?"

This was something she had hated deeply about the Price empire. Killing those people who are innocent just because they wanted to.

The servants who could be dismissed as punishment were instead killed.

Mario and Jacob remained silent.

If her voice a while ago was murderous, this time it was so calm that it scared them even more. She was like a crazy person that with one wrong move, she'll lash out.

Amber couldn't help but to think back to the times she had been with Carl. She can see after all, how he sometimes would flinch when she suddenly call him.

His brother like helpless smiles when both she and Ashton worked too hard to the point of skipping their breakfast or lunch or dinner.

He looked after them not just as an assistant or a butler but a brother who carefully looked after his younger siblings.

"The last one you killed was a skilled martial artist, how did you make it look like suicide?"

She continued asking.

"Did you use some kind of medicine?"

Since Ashton was under investigation, Carl was not thoroughly examined, she heard.

Ashton and the others were under investigation and Carl's death was ruled out as suicide due to everything being revealed.

"..."

"Why don't you answer?" Amber looked down at Jacob and asked.

"What did you do? For him to come out without resisting?"

"I... didn't, I just got him by surprise."

Just as Amber was about to open her mouth, a gas coming from outside filled the room.

Mario and Jacob panicked as they started losing consciousness.

"You... promised..." Mario tried to speak.

"I didn't, I just asked you, your son's life or your assets. Your son's life is still here. But there are more debts to be payed," Amber replied not even showing any signs of her falling unconscious.

She frowned after they fell asleep before going out of the office.

Upon coming out she was startled to see Ashton standing there.

"What are you doing here?" she asked as she staggered a little.

Ashton took hold of her arms.

"There really are so many things I still don't know of you, do I?" he said as he helped her steady.

"Oh, I just have half immunity towards poisons and such. Even including the sleeping pills or gases. Half which means I would still be affected but not as strong as how normal people will be affected."

She pinched the space between her brows.

"Compared to the son, how mad are you to the father?" she then looked up at Ashton and asked.

"He just used his connection to the Cooper in order to guard his son, Jacob holds the biggest candle."

"Then we can just send the father to the police, if I am not mistaken the mother is already on the way. We'll have Jacob do something for us before sending him in as well."

Ashton just nodded, he was kind of worried when she left last night. Then he heard from his mother that she asked her to take care of Thomas Barbers daughter.

Then another call that a lot of guards were taken down in their house while police were guarding the whole place.

That is why he came outside the building a while ago.

Upon seeing all the employees leaving, not long after Thomas followed. He decided to see what was happening. He walked in and went up the highest floor to see his men waiting outside.

"She didn't allow us to go in and made us wait here until she made the signal," one man instantly said after seeing his frown.

So he waited as well, a folder was sent out not long after. And his men said that she'll knock on the door once they proceed to the final step.

But time passed and there was no knock. A gunshot was heard but it was a man's voice that was in pain. He felt worried that he piercingly looked at his man to do the final part of her plan.

And to his surprise it was actually a sleeping gas. He wanted to enter and check on her when she herself stepped out.

'What kind of girl,' was what was running in his mind as he looked at her.

She had a wig, a contact lens and a mask, this physical things didn't surprise him at all. For he knows she did this to hide herself for now, what surprised him was how she did all of these.

How did she plan and what kind of preparations did she do?