Oscar Winning Actress!

"Let me do something for your patch up, dear Amaris!"

A smirk graced his thin lips as Kyril Ross made up his mind, to interfere with the so called love birds!

It seemed that perhaps the boss had already inferred the message from that video clip.

Kyril was well aware that the 'real Amaris' would never let herself be exposed if she wanted to stay low key, the mysterious man also knew that the lady was quite sharp when she was alive!

But then can you predict that how did he recognize her as the 'real one'?

Kyril stood up from the sofa, the tall man about six foot and a few inches walked up to the table. The boss took out his golden chain from the high necked t shirt and placed it in his mouth, out of old habit while his orbs were still fixated on the memory card.

He grabbed the card and approached the study table, which was in front of the book shelves and opposite to the sofa where Morgan was sitting previously. In between lied the tea trolley, which was still refreshing the atmosphere.

"I know what you want, darling and certainly I would do the very thing."

Kyril Ross guessed that message right away, after all would not it be an injustice to his hold on the underground mafia force, if he had failed to see through.

It did not matter that he and Ronan were odds in their mentality but both of the men held the similar working ways.

Could it be that Kyril Ross was the person who attempted to kill Amaris?

Not an impossible thing for a person who recognized the lady in just one glance.

And not to forget that he seemed mysterious, with the creepy smile.

But if that was the case, then why did he want to bring them...together?

He brought the card in front of his eyes, as plopped back into the swiveled black leather chair...it seemed that Kyril Ross had some other plans to proceed with.

Kyril tossed the card on the wooden table and threw his head back.

"So, you are almost thirty five minutes away...uumm...let me see...the nearby location should be….Lexington Avenue on Raymond street B!"

The boss had calculated everything in mind solely on the basis of the time glowing on the recorded video, with the addition of distance and his brief chat with Morgan.

"A comfy area, Amaris!"

A hot stew was bubbling in Kyril's head which undoubtedly was no good.

Back there in New York city, the yellow cab entered into the colony located on the Raymond street B. You must be pondering that Morgan approached the base faster than Renna reaching her destination, the lady had to execute her further strategy.

After all, the invasion of those fool thugs ruined her earlier plan but without any doubt or freaking out Renna Amaryllis crafted out another strategy.

Thus, she intentionally took the thugs to the remote area knowing that Kyril Ross had his men with their claws there. Would not it be a shame if she did not know sense Morgan shooting her video, the crafty woman permitted him to.

Renna was well aware of the boss's nature despite she too felt that Kyril was somehow a mysterious man. He never showed up in front of Ronan Ross but had always protected him by staying behind the shadows.

It was a fated day that Renna Amaryllis caught him out of curiosity, thus, knowing about him.

Of course, ladies can tear up the flesh of anyone.

She was assured that Kyril Ross would recognize her and as his old 'kindness', he would pass on the video to the targeted person...Ronan Ross.

Thus, doing her job.

But why did the lady choose such a twisting turn just to garner Ronan's attention?

Or maybe Renna Amaryllis was keeping many secrets in her sleeves.

"I am coming, coming...stop banging the door mercilessly!"

A shrill feminine voice resonated from inside, as the poor terrified old cab driver knocked repeatedly.

While Renna Amaryllis analysed the whole area keenly and studied the atmosphere, to detect any kind of danger. Of course, it was a piece of cake for her devil brain to mould or change her working ways in no time.

What danger could kids playing with a football, an old couple sitting outside on the chairs, a fatty woman fighting with her husband in the garage, harm a woman...who was having an army behind her!

Renna heard the unlocking of the door and immediately grabbed the arm of the old cab driver, wrapped it around her shoulder by applying a little force which made him wince with pain.

"Huh? Morris? What happened to him, oh my goodness! Morris are you alright?"

An elderly woman appeared as the door opened, her angry expressions evaporated as soon as her blue eyes landed onto her husband.

The lady inferred the same conclusion what Renna wanted her to perceive, that perhaps her husband was injured and she had brought him back home.

The elder woman leaped forward towards her husband to support him, when Renna Amaryllis wore an expression which could put every oscar winning actress to shame!

"I- poor uncle almost hurt himself...you know…(sniff) he tried to protect me f- from those goons (sniff) and got himself beaten up!"

"Oh my goodness!"

The elder woman covered her mouth in horror and sounded concerned.

"Are you alright dear? Come...come inside you two!"

The woman gave way to both of them while Renna support old Morris inside, the man could not comprehend anything.

"Ahh, yes, yes aunt."

And the door closed behind them, opposite to their house where the old couple was sitting outside...nodded at each other meaningfully wearing a serious expression on their faces.