Secrets in the Flower's Shade

After a while, all the data was on his computer. He transferred it to his phone, put away his laptop in storage, and got ready to go out at midnight. Opening his window, he jumped out after making sure no one was around, landing on the ground with ease. Anyone who saw this might think he was an angel descending from the sky. Just to be sure, he checked again to make sure no one saw him. There was no sound or presence around. Rest assured, he started walking calmly.

Reaching an alleyway where no one was around, he changed into his secret attire and mask, a wide evil grin on his face.

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Inside a big building, a man in a designer brand suit and pants with a big scar on his left cheek was looking at a file full of pictures and information.

Suddenly, his phone rang. After seeing the caller ID, he sighed and answered.

"Hello, you know what time it is?" he said.

"Time for you to work without asking stupid questions, I think," the caller said with a little anger in his voice.

"Yeah, sure. Don't forget our deal. When will you get that for me?" he asked.

"When the time is right. You don't have to remind me. Until then, do your job. And keep in mind that no one can make an offer as impressive as I gave you," the caller said with arrogance.

"Argh... fine. You better keep your word or you will face the consequences, don't forget that," he said, gritting his teeth.

"Please send them as soon as possible. I'll be expecting some nice gifts," the caller said before cutting off.

"The stupidest thing I did in my life was to join up with this psychopath bastard," he muttered, spitting on the floor in disgust. He dialed a number, and someone picked up after a while.

"Sir?" a submissive voice answered.

"Call Naira and say I have more work for her," he said firmly.

"I'll do that immediately. Anything else, sir?" the voice asked.

"Tell her to be moderate. There's already too much attention. It'll be hard to operate in the future if this goes on," he said.

"Of course, sir. I'll relay your words," the voice said with respect and fear.

He muttered to himself as he gazed upon the city with a cigarette in hand. "Just how long do I have to wait..." he sighed.

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In a flower shop on the corner of the street, a phone rang. A lady, approximately in her 30s, picked up.

"Hello?" she said with a professional voice.

"Alright, understood. I'll call you after the goods are ready for delivery," she said with a smile.

Then she moved to the door and flipped the sign to "Closed."