8 years later;
It was midnight. QB hotels was unusually quiet with only the staff members roaming around. Amoung the staff members walking around was a mysterious lady. She was wearing a white T-shirt and a blue denim pants. What made her more mysterious was the pink girlish mask she was wearing. Her dressing only made people assume she was a guest. She walked secretly and cautious avoiding all surveillance camera and making sure few people saw her. She held a handbag in her hands and walked elegantly along the hallway. Then she paused, looked around, observing the numbers on the doors and frowned. Then she heard a voice through the earpiece in her ear
" What's wrong "
She was about to make an excuse when the person said
" You forgot the room number didn't you "
She quickly said
" of course not, just a bit confused. I'm seeing 336 and 339, which one is my target."
The person at the other end almost yelled
" I said room number 452. Do you now get it . Now hurry up and get the drive"
The lady rolled her eyes and said
" I get it now ok. Why make a fuss out of this "
Then she quickly changed her direction and went to room 452. Having the key, she opened the door then she got inside observing her surroundings cautiously. It was a luxurious suite. Walking to the king-sized bed, she saw him, her target lying on the bed unarmed. Not wasting any much time, she pulled out her gun from her barbie handbag and aimed it at him. But just as she was about to pull the trigger, the man on the bed suddenly woke up. He was surprised by what he saw and asked in a panicked voice
" Who... who are you? Who.....sent..... "
But then, he stopped, as if suddenly realizing something. Oh damn who in his right senses wouldn't know at this point that the person is the lengendary disfigured assassin, Trisha. Now he wished his gun was nearby. He wanted to scold himself for been so careless. Trisha smirked under her mask and said in amusement
" I see, you now remember me..... Mr. Johnson "
Mr. Johnson was now sweating profusely. It seemed this was the end of his precious life. He tried to buy time while secretly pressing on a red button near the bedside
" Tri..... Trisha... please..."
But Trisha interruted him by saying
" Too loud, you like talking too much. Since you are already awake help me make my work easier "
Then with chilly voice she asked
" Where is the drive "
Mr. Johnson became angry for some reasons after hearing the question and snapped
" I'm not telling you where the drive is. You would kill me anyway "
Trisha shrugged nonchalantly and said innocently
" Then you are really of no use to me "
Before Mr Johnson could talk, Trisha skillfully shot him right in his heart. Since there was a silencer, no sound was heard. Even if there was no silencer, it was hardly that anyone would hear with the walls of the room so soundproof. She begun looking for the drive but couldn't find it. Again she heard the voice in her ears
" Have you find it "
She snapped inn irritation
" Would I be still hear if I had found it ""
The person at the other end suggested
" Have you checked under the pillow ""
She laughed and said
" The pillow, ha, who in his right senses wouldn't put such an important thing under the..... "
Then she suddenly halted, the drive was seriously under the pillow. The person at the other end asked with certainty
" You found it there right "
But she lied and said
"No it was in his briefcase "
" Ok "
The other person said knowing perfectly well that she was lying. Trisha kept the drive in her pocket and was about to excape through the window. She stood at the window and looked down estimating the height. It was around 45 meters. Falling from that could be dangerous and she wasn't going to die for just a drive. She observed closer and something caught her attention and made her smile. She was about to open the window and jump when the door of the room was suddenly bursted open and several men in black entered. Thier leader stepped in front and was visibly surprised at the sight of her. Everyone in mafia world knew that the only assassin with the barbie mask on was the disfigured assassin Trisha. Rumors had it that she had personally designed her mask making it one of a kind and difficult to forge it. She also had the Crimson Org. unique symbol on it. He turned and saw his boss in a pool of blood on the bed and said angrily
" Srew you Trisha, screw you "
" I am not letting you off this time. "
He signaled his men and they pointed thier guns at her.
Ruby was surrounded, several advanced guns were pointed at her from all angles. The leader walked towards her and said with a triumphant smile on his face
" Tsk, take, tsk Trisha... I guess this is your end "
" Ha..ha..haaa, I wonder how famous I would become if the world knows I killed the disfigured assassin. "
" This is gonna be so cool, but before, any last words "
Ruby wasn't fazed by her situation and smirked under her mask. She nodded and said confidently in a different voice
" Send my regards to the grim reaper "
Before they could process her words, she slowly pulled up her mask and said her favorite words
" Catch me if you can "
Then the room went dark and Ruby quickly jumped out of the window. The scene left them shock, it was dark and they couldn't see clearly but it was so much clear that Trisha had jumped through the window. They were on the third floor and the hotel was very high. The leader rushed to the window along with some of his subordinates to look down. One of the subordinates exclaimed
" She really jumped. Is she ready to die "
The leader frowned at the thought if something and asked for binoculars. It was quickly handed to him, at a glance through the binoculars he yelled in anger
" Shut the hotel down and block all exist. No one is allowed to enter or go out. That demon is still in the hotel. Get me the surveillance footage of the second and first floor. I will catch her today "
Although his surbodinates didn't understand what was going on, they still complied.
" Yes boss "