44 Does your core feel sore? (2/2)

”We will take back all what she stole from you.” The three oath at the same time. She speak low and dangerous.

Gabriel and Aria was outside after they left the triplets to talk to their mother. As soon as they left, the monument, the aura from the three was scary, mostly to Sabrina who witness everything. She already made a statement regarding her mother's death five years ago through writing and she managed to collect evidence but they preserved it first and since she has EPUA, she was more powerful than before.

Their first attack will be tonight. She can't for it to happen. Sabrina stay silent on their way back to the mansion. Their father is also wearing a suit. He prefer going there alone, mourn and smack himself for being a fool.

”You okay?” Gabriel suddenly asked. She look up at him and smile. He reach her lips. ”Is it alright if I have to leave for a while? I've got an emergency in the office.” She pouted like she's ready to sulk. He sigh and caress her hair. ”Just give me an hour.” He kisses her lips and the coldness from before melted.

She let him go and after he left, she left after him using her motorbike. She went directly to the headquarters and watch her assistant explain her plan for the first attack. The man behind Janine was hard to find and track. He's like Alanis. But Alanis was one of her suitor and enemy at the same time.

”Boss, you mean—” Brandy prolongs as he slowly get what their boss wants. ”You mean, we have to defeat him and play with him on the auction?” She smirked.

”The information you gave us was accurate?”

”That is accurate.” Her secretary answers. ”Through our thorough research, the man of course has his right hand. The right hand was dangerous as well though he has that look. But never judge a book by its cover.”

”Do we have proof that the mistress have a connection with them?” Tequila asked. The secretary's researching skills was always accurate with proof so she showed it to them.

”Many times.” On the Elite bar—VIP room. She was close to the man but it didn't show that she's having an affair. ”So later, let's get ready on how we handle things.”

Tequila nodded his head and as the Captain of the team and the right of the boss, he also have the agency on his shoulder.

Sabrina was watching it one by one—all they need is the number of the man and on how to track him. Using a disposable phone is irretraceable. But putting a device on it and tapping it would be easy for them to access through the electronic wave.

She sat on her comfortable chair like it was her throne. She sigh and massage the space between her brows. Soon enough, she'll make them pay—each of them a thousand folds for what they did. She dig into her mind on what the man look like. She try to dig it.

Like a usual Mafia boss, holding a cigar, wearing a black suit. The tie was red stripes mixed with black. He was tall, well built—younger than her father but she couldn't recognize his face. She clenches her fist and a tear fall from her fierce eyes that could burn a world.

”Bastard, you are going to pay for this.”

She recalls how that man pound on her mother in the dark room. Her mother was screaming in pain. He raped her first. Her whole body was shaking from anger as those memories comes to her again, vivid and real.

”Darling, close your eyes and ears.” Her mother told her but she never did close her eyes. She watched as the man viciously **** her poor mother. Her mother tried not to scream and cry but the man have to hit her and tell her to moan and scream.

The voice—the voice was clear to her. She will never be wrong. She lean on her seat as her whole bodyshakes in anger. She exhales slowly to calm herself.

”I will find you. I find you soon and with my bare hands—I'm going to show you how no mercy felt. How real torture is like.” She said hatefully. Her brothers never know how their mother sufferred that night.

She printed on her mind their faces. Draw it and keep it. She draws it every day until she perfected their faces. Even though the psychiatrist couldn't make her talk.

She didn't held back her tears but she held back herself from sobbing.