"Zayn, there's a 50 grand at the weapons room. You have to take a bet with that bastard. And Rose will play as a hooker, Rose you needn't to get offended but this is the best way to get to him. Lexi will help you get ready." Says Simon.
Pissed would be an understatement for what I really feel right now. Really? Going to a mission with Zayn, out of all people pissed me off. What more about playing as a Hooker? Damn. This better be good or I will fucking kill Simon.
But with Simon's help, it will be so much easier finding Peter. But what really pissed me off is that why do I have to come with Zayn? Out of all people. God. I loathe his guts and everything about him.
I ended up wearing A backless Gold dress. Thankfully, Lexi didn't put so many make up on my face. Mascara and a matte red lipstick work pretty well on my dress. I was astounded when Lexi brought me a 6 inches black heels.
"You've gotta be kidding me." I said, this is so unbelievable.
"Come on, don't be frighten. This heels won't bite you." She mocks. She grins.
There's a knock on the door. Zayn's voice boomed on the side of the wall.
"Lexi, Is she still alive? We're getting old in here." Says Zayn, seems irritated.
"Damn it. Bring it to me." I said, Then Lexi giggled when she brought the damn thing to me. I slip the thigh sheath through my legs, up to my thighs. Then I put my dagger in the sheath underneath my dress. Incase something goes wrong.
I pulled up the shirt, covering my bust.
When I step out of Lexi's room, I could feel the tension in here. Everyone's eyes is on me, it makes me want to punch them one by one.
"Hey guys, are you all ready? Holy shit," Niall said, his voice is a little bit shaken. His eyes widen as he look at me.
"What are those?" Asks Tony. He seems surprised when I step out of Lexi's room.
"It's a dress Tony." I said, I rolled my eyes.
"I know but it's too short." He mutters, observing me from head to toe.
"You look ridiculous. I must say, that my doormat is still better than what your wearing." Zayn remarked. Dick.
From Zayn's behind, Harry appeared, approaching me.
"I think you look beautiful." Harry compliments me. I blushed. I saw Zayn, rolling his eyes at me.
"Thank you." I mouthed to Harry.
Tony was left in Calabera's mansion. Coz I couldn't bring him with us, specially to these kind of situation. And he has to worked in the computer room, so he could monitor us.
At the porch, I looked over where my motorcycle is parked, wishing Liam didn't stabbed it. Zayn is standing near the driver's door at his car, He smirked when he sees me frowning at my ride.
"Hey, save your drama thing with your ride later, when we are done to our mission." He remarks, I glared at him.
"Asshole." I muttered. But the asshole just chuckled.
"Oh trust me honey, I've been called worse." He said in a mocking tone.
After the ride, I no longer hear Zayn's stupid remarks about my motorcycle. I look over at Zayn, --long arms covered with tattoos, his hands swirling the wheel expertly. I didn't notice that he was driving so fast, maybe 200 kilometer per hour. Damn, is he trying to kill us? His eyes fixed on the road until he turns his head to me.
"It's rude to stare, you know." He said quietly.
"No, I was just thinking." I muttered.
"About how sexy I am, I already know that." He smirks in a cocky way.
"No. I was wondering why most of the syndicator or whatever you guys calls yourselves, are always covered in tattoos." I said, as a matter of fact.
"Because it explains what we are and who we are." He says. His eyes move from windshield to me. Before I could respond, he says
"Unlike you. You look innocent and ignorant about this stuff, and no one would ever think that you could beat someone's ass." He goes on.
Yeah, he's right. I don't really look tough with my long brunette hair, angular face and ocean blue eyes with long-thick lashes. Not to mention I dont often wear make ups or such thing like huge earings or piercing. Just my old necklace from my mother is enough accessory for me. I touched my pendant that was laced around my neck for how many years. The oval shape metal is cold against my finger.
"We're here." Zayn announces, knocking me back to reality.
As we climbed out of his car, I glanced around the place. I don't see any sign of Casino Gold.
"I think we're in the wrong place." I said.
Zayn shooks his head.
"No, we're not. The Casino is hidden very well."
I saw Harry's car pull out in front of us, They climbed out.
We entered in a Chinese restaurant. Zayn gesture me and the other to follow him. In the hall way, A huge Chinese man is standing at the front door of males restroom. A bouncer. Zayn was about to enter the Males restroom, I grabbed his wrist.
"Hey, I can't go in there." I whined.
"Shut up, will you?" Zayn snaps at me.
Then it occurred to me, Why would a bouncer stand in the front door of the Male's restroom, unless the inside of the Male's restroom is the... Casino.
That was it. The inside of the Male's restroom is the Casino.
When we reached the bouncer, he looked down at us. His eyes lingering on me, I'm trying to fight the urge to slap him. Harry puts a hundred bucks into the Bouncer's pocket. The Bouncer's eyes growled at Harry. Harry step back.
Now it's Zayn's turn.
"Name your price." Zayn said.
"Two grand will do." The bouncer says, smirking at Zayn. As if he was underestimating Zayn if he could produce a money like that. His eyes widen, when he saw Zayn pulled out a money from his pocket.
"There, you can keep the extra 500 bucks." Zayn smirks, He puts the money on the Bouncer's open palm.
Inside of the Casino Gold, Is populated with different kind of people. Mostly, old man seating in a table with some whore on his lap. Zayn is in the counter, changing the money into chips. Seconds later, Zayn joins me to find the bastard.
"Do you see that red massive door? That's the VIP section. Probably the bastard would be there." Zayn said. He slid his to my hands, but I shook it.
"You have to play or no one will believe it." He said. I glared at him then hook my hand on his arm. He smirks.
When we made it to the VIP section, the place is different from the local section of the casino. Red carpet,the wall is covered in matte black and they only have 2 tables.
My eyes flickered on the middle age man, shaved head and enormous nose.
There's a two girl on his both side, ridiculously giggling to the huge build up chips that was infront of him. The guy a crossed from him is frowning.
"The beard man is losing the game, if he walks out,thats the time we will enter. okay?" Zayn instructs. I nod.
5 minutes later the beard man rise
from his seat then walks away with a grimace on his face. Zayn tugs my arm to follow him.
"Mind If I join you, sir?" Says Zayn, in a polite way.