Chapter Twenty Seven

"what do you want, Kate?" I couldn't believe I was about to be a victim of blackmailing, for something I could have told Vivian all along.
"Uhhm, I'm not asking for too much. For a start, you'll do my dirty laundry." I didn't mind doing someone else's laundry, but she was making me do it because she had something against me.
"Okay, keep them by the washing machine, I'll wash it when I'm done eating." She giggled.
"You are not allowed to wash with the machine, and I want you to get started right now!"
I nodded. She left the dining room and headed for the bedroom she share with Eleanor, to retrieve her dirty clothings.
Nancy and Eleanor watched us with interest, so many queries spelt out on their eyes, but they said I nothing.
Kate surfaced after a few minutes, a dirty smirk played out on her face, an evil grin that reminded me of my father.
"It's in the general bathroom. Finish before 8pm, I have another task for you." I said nothing, I left the dining, and headed to the laundry room, which we also referred to as the laundry room.
The heap of clothings were beyond my imagination. I still wondered where all these things had been when I had been living here alone.
I started off hand washing the clothes, they were extremely dirty, and each of them was stained with either oil, blood or dirt.
I was done after an hour and a few minutes.
"Camilla..." I heard Kate's voice. Now what? "We have a meeting in the living room, come quickly." I finished spreading the clothes out in the field behind the house and rejoined the others in the living room.
"You are supposed to suspend everything you are doing, and answer the call. Don't keep me waiting, next time." Vivian scolded. I nodded, using my clothe to wipe the water from my hands off.
"The man who you opened the door for, Camilla.... Can you recall?"
"Yes, I remember."
"He says he has a job for us. It's a big deal, but it's very risky. It's something all of us individually and coprately wish to get done, but it's a little bit more than what we wish to achieve."
"Spill the beans, sis." Eleanor spoke for the first time since I met her.
"He wants us to attack the Sherlock Head Mafia Gangsters. Pedro, Job, Peter and all the rest should be dead."
"That's nothing much." Nancy folded her fist, and slapped her palm with it.
"More like a dream come true." Kate nodded. "Don't you think so, Cammie? Or do you have a problem with the death of these men?"
"I will handle Pedro myself." I said in agitation, rolling my eyes at her.
"Actually, the thing is... He wants us to kill the Mafia lord too."
"W-h-a-t?" Kate cupped her mouth, her eyes bulging.
"No way we are taking him down, we don't even know him!" Eleanor spoke again.
"Actually, I think we should accept the proposal, I have a plan." I did have a plan, but it would favour me in the long run. It would make me the queen of this gang too. It was a plan that would get Kate kicked out of the gang. "I have a plan." I repeated more slowly now.