Chapter 221: I Work For Myself
Chapter 221: I Work For Myself
Camilla
My heart pounds when the people around us go out in cheers, the sound like a war cry that would indeed change everything I have forced myself to adapt to. A new slide comes up, the image of an old-fashioned massive church appearing, blueprint and diagrams attached right beside it.
"This is where Kumon City's beloved Domenico Jaxson is going to be remembered, the funeral taking place from eleven o'clock in the morning to twelve noon approximately. We have already acquired an attendance list, however this is one gain based on the assumption this is a real ceremony."
A new route faded to the presentation, eight different lines drawn into the same map as before and each labeled as a numbers team.
"They will be expecting us to strike during the funeral itself which is exactly why we are not going to. Our targets will be harder to eliminate collectively and if this is indeed a trap, it is not one we were going to fall blindly onto." He said as he listed the names of the targets that made up the eight teams. Eight targets, eight teams, the triplets including.
I held my breath as each name was listed off, the final three making up the Vagas Blaster Family. My father wanted to wipe them all out in one trip and it would be his Mafia and Jacob's Mafia that would help to control the chaos that would inevitably ensue. The only thing that remained unsolved is why Lousie Chanda would support this, her sons being the most important targets of all.
"We will be sending out our eight best teams to hijack the cars on the way home from the ceremony. As mapped out, we will intercept them at the indicated marked locations. It is best to take them on while separated so once the job is done, each group will be sent to hide outs in Kumon City until the dust has settled under fake identities."
My head inclined slightly from the screen to my father's back but my gaze landed on Lousie at the subtle nudge of her foot against mine. She was silently telling me to show no reaction when this plan caught my interest. For the first time in over a year, I saw an opportunity to get out of here, to finally gain the answers and revenge I have been fighting for.
"Our only unknown variable is Domenico, however, if he is truly dead. It is simply one less target to erase off the board. We will be contracting our groups within the hour to get this plan officially under wraps but there is one thing I can guarantee through all of this." He smiles, turning back and reaching out for Marble's hand. She accepts, walking up to his side and raising their joined arms upwards.
"The life of hiding the Jaxson's have forced us all into…. that life is over now. I will get revenge for Grace Ranger, for myself and for all of us. We will achieve this as one and we will achieve this in three days time."
The sick feeling in my stomach became eradicated at the sound of the cheer that erupted instantly, word about this no doubt already spreading to other members of my father's most trusted alliance. I could feel the vibration of everyone's excitement in the ground beneath my feet but my excitement was for an entirely different reason.
"You already have my support." Louise whispered into my ear when she knew nobody else would notice.
It turns out she has been paying attention a lot more than I thought she was. When she catches my raised eyebrow, she smiles clapping her hands just like every other person here was doing. The perfect front.
"I work for myself." Is the only answer I get in response but it was enough to understand.
She stands with my father now, however somewhere in between, she still loves her sons. Unlike the thousands of people here, my revenge doesn't teeter on their deaths, not when I know a life of hell is so much worse. For this last year, I have known The Safe isn't the place where I belong but I am not sure Kumon City is either anymore. To be completely honest, that is not what mattered to me.
What did, however, was the fact that my father was finally making his move and I finally had a plan. But to start, I knew the one thing I needed was also going to be the hardest variable for me to achieve. I needed to get on one of those teams.
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I failed, it turns out getting into one of those eight teams was a losing battle before I could even try to accomplish it so plan B started the second I walked off that platform. Jacob has been following me everywhere as per his orders, only making it even more clear just how on my own I was for this. If Louise could jump so quickly behind My father's back, that was dangerous and danger meant unpredictability. Those were two things I couldn't risk happening.
The funeral is tomorrow at eleven o'clock which meant all eight teams were being flown out tonight to Kumon to make up for the six hours minimum flight time. Like I said, I wasn't taking any chance, my entire body almost on autopilot as I finished up preparing all of my things together. My phone would have to be left behind, along with these white clothes that made sneaking around in the dead of night impossible.
My father obviously had no clue I would be getting onto that plane with all of the others but I had no other choice. Remaining locked up here while so many were dying, I refused to do that. Everything I could have possibly needed was all mapped out in my mind, my biggest challenge being ditching the man who was currently stationed outside my door. I already had a solution for that too though, no matter how ridiculous it may be
Too much of my plan relied on me succeeding to play things safe. Hiding away the deep red paint mixture I had managed to sneak in from the entertainment room. I pulled back on my white pants, not really giving a fuck how this looked. He is a man and she should be clueless.
"Ummm, hey, Jacob?" I called to the other side of the door, riding on the fact that almost everyone else had already gone to bed.
"What?" I heard an annoyed shout from the hallway, a smile plastering on my face that I knew I would have to hide the second the handle was twisted.
"Are you alone out there?" I asked, glancing back just once at the red stain currently on my ass.
"Something kind of happened and…" I added a bit of shakiness to my voice to give the effect that I was distraught and embarrassed.
When he barged into the room like I knew he would, my story was sold the second his eyes dropped to where I stood.
"Oh, uhh…" he began and I forced myself not to smile at his predictability.
I was embarrassed, I was nervous and in need of his help in this very awful situation.
"I just need to get to the washroom and I would rather there not be a ton of people walking about outside. Do you think you can maybe grab me some clothes for the night while I wash them out?"
Shifting back and forth on the balls of my feet like this was just as awkward for me as it was for him, there was no protest whatsoever as he stepped outside, leaving the door open for me. Walking out in the dimly lit hallway, nobody was there except for one other who was currently entering their room for the night.
If my calculations were right, the teams would be in quad two by now, getting ready to leave in twenty minutes tops. The problem with keeping my phone behind, however, is that I can't tell for certain now.
"Just go take care of what you need." He said and for a moment, I almost felt bad because I know he has been sweet about this.
Then I remember what this is really about, leading to me walking down towards the communal bathroom and stepping inside as he goes in search of new clothes for me.
Now for the second part of the plan. Even though my father wouldn't admit it, we had a slight shortage in clothing right now because people keep trying to steal extras. At this time of night, the only thing Jacob would be able to get me is the dark blue scrubs we had in the closets by the kitchens. It was exactly what I needed.
Locking the door after making sure I was the only one in here, I slipped off my ruined pants, pulling out the extra pair of underwear I had hidden inside my pocket. Everything was going perfectly right now and I could only hold my breath and pray that good luck would continue to find me.
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