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MASKED
MAFIA?
(His Shy Spy…)
By; Sommy Pearl F.
CHAPTER 23&24
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Ariana stepped into the busy lab and her eyes met with the 4 employers there.
She could remember Oliver’s explanation then.
A chubby woman, with round glas-ses and heavy curls looked at her.
– Mrs Agatha.
“Hello, Mrs Agatha? How’s your experiment faring?” Ariana waved.
“Fine, hunny. When did you get those?” Mrs Agatha asked, pointing at the sunglas-ses.
“Just now” Ariana smiled.
She raised her eyes, and a very tall looking lady looked at her.
– Miss Mary.
“Hello. Mary-
“You’re 4 minutes late, Jung Hee. You wouldn’t want me telling on you. You know we are lagging behind” Mary frowned.
“Sorry” Ariana laughed, softly.
“Hey, Jug Head!” A guy came forward, with his arm raising, whilst laughing.
– Tom.
“It’s Jung Hee, Tom!” Ariana frowned.
Tom laughed.
“What with…those?” He rolled his eyes, staring at her glas-ses.
“You like it?” Ariana smiled.
“Its ugly. Ew” Tom said.
Ariana shook her head and walked towards the last guy at the extreme end.
He was busy, using the microscope.
“Hey…Tom! Get to work!” Mary shouted.
“Aiish. Don’t stress yourself. I will” He snickered and went to his desk.
“Ariana,,, remember,,, He’s your boyfriend. I mean Jung Hee’s boyfriend, Damian” Oliver reminded.
“Got that, Bob” Ariana whispered.
“Hey…” Ariana went behind, Damian.
“I didn’t get a ki-ss this time” Damian cooed.
Ariana wide-ned her eyes.
“Just do it, Ariana. A spy ought to take risks” It was Rhoda.
Ariana swallowed ha-rd, pouted her li-ps and pec-ked his cheek fast, from where she stood, behind him.
Jung Hee’s face filter nearly went off, cause of the touch.
Damian smiled and swirled his chair around.
Now, He was facing her.
She smiled, holding the 2 cu-p of coffee, on the right and left hand, each.
“You bought Coffee. Thanks…” He muttered.
She smiled and was about to hand one out to Damian, when Malcolm’s voice stopped her;
“Ariana,,, Wait” He suddenly said.
Ariana halted.
“Bullet,,, Jung Hee purchased 2 cu-ps of coffee from you. One is ordinary. One has too much sugar” He said.
“Yes, Boss” Rhoda replied.
“Ariana,,, right now, You are on your own. You gotta think ha-rd. One cofee is for Damian. If you give him the wrong coffee. It will be suspicious. Please, do not blow our cover. As you know, most scientists are Fu-cking wise” Malcolm said.
“Oh no…” Ariana whispered, gently.
“Huh?” Damian whispered.
“Huhn? Nothing…” She chuckled, nervously.
“Which is my coffee?” He asked, staring at the cu-ps.
“I don’t know either” She thought.
“Ouch…” She suddenly m-oaned.
“You okay?” Damian asked, now on his feet.
“Its my menstrual cramps. Can you quickly get me a pad?” Ariana whimpered.
“You know how urgent this is” She added.
She wanted him to leave, so that she would throw it away.
And when he comes back for it, She would look for a lie to tell him.
“Okay then. But no sugary coffee for you today, okay?” Damian said, worriedly.
“Huh?” Ariana bulged her eyes.
“Taking too much sugar isn’t nice. Don’t take the sugary/sweet coffee till your menstrual cycle is over. I’ve told you before. Keep my coffee for me” He said, and ran off. written by sommy pearl f.
“Hey! Damian!! Where?” Mary growled.
“I’ll be right back, okay?” Damian said, and left the scene.
“Wow…Ariana. You’re wise” Cindy smiled.
Ariana smiled, surprisedly, and danced her brows around.
“Gotta see which is sweeter then” She whispered, and had a taste on each.
“This is Damians’. Plain Coffee” Ariana said.
***
“Who are you?” Damian asked.
He saw a strange man, wearing all blues, with a face cap.
The man adjusted his cap, and straightened the bag of load on his shoulder.
“I came to trash out the gabage” Ken spoke.
Damian could smell the trenching odor coming from him. He ignored him, and further asked;
“I thought you always took the trash every Tuesdays. Today’s a Monday”
“He’s really a true scientist. Questions upon questions” Ken muttered to himself.
“I won’t be around tomorrow” Ken replied.
“Why not?” Damian asked.
“I’ve to go see my therapist… My mental state is wearing off. And I notice, I forget things pretty easy now”
“Oh…” Damian nodded, looked at him again before walking out.
Ken sighed in relief.
“Damn…I Fu-cking stink” He lifted his nose.
“Boss,,, Jung Hee is with me now” Ken said, holding onto the heavy sack on his shoulder.
“Cool…Cactus, You there already??” Asked Malcolm.
“Yes, Boss. I’m outside” Cindy replied.
Ken walked out and saw a black car. It was Cindys’.
“Fast, Censor. I’ve a surgery by 5” She said.
Ken stopped, suddenly.
“Bob,,, Over to you. Crash the Fu-cking cameras. They might see me, leaving with a suspicious sack into a car” Ken said.
“I’m doing that, Censor. My phone is quite slow, so it might take time to crash the cameras for the main time. How I wish I was with a computer or something. It much fas-ter” Oliver replied.
“Just hurry up, Bob… Gosh, That guy is back” Ken sighted Damian, and quickly snuck into the car.
Cindy drove off, rapidly.
“Sh!t, The cameras caught you leaving. It almost crashed though… It was 60%” Oliver said.
“Since??” Malcolm Gr0-ned.
“You know what, Bob??” Malcolm said.
“Yes, boss” Oliver responded.
“Hack into the cameras and erase the footage of Censor and Cactus”
“Aye Aye, Boss. But its gonna take time” Oliver said.
“It doesn’t matter. No one is gonna watch it today…” Malcolm said.
IN THE CAR**
“Ken? By the way,,, what was that?” Cindy asked.
“What?” He asked, back.
“What you told that Damian then?? You said, you weren’t mentally stable and you nee-ded to see the therapist this Tuesday. You also said you forget things easily?? What’s that about? It wasn’t too necessary to say a blunt lie like that” Cindy shook her head.
Ken scoffed.
“He thinks he’s wise. He never knew I’m wiser. I ain’t a lawyer for no cause” He said.
“Hold on. You said that for a reason? Why??” She asked.
“Listen,,, On Tuesday, the real trash guy will come to take out the trash. Damian might see him, and won’t ask questions. You wanna know why?” Ken asked.
Cindy only pinched her brows.
Ken smi-rked.
“Damian thinks the trash guy might have forgotten he came that monday to take out the trash…since I lied, saying I always forget things easily”
“Wow. Memory loss!” Cindy gushed.
***
“Here” Damian gave her the package bag. written by sommy pearl f.
“Thanks” Ariana took it.
“You wanna change now?” Damian asked, taking the cu-p of coffee from the table.
“Yeah” She nodded, and walked away.
***
Ariana kept looking around, checking for the vault.
At last, after few minutes, she saw a small door made with the highest and strongest element.
She saw the vault and a finger print scanner.
“Seen, Boss” She muttered.
“What are you doing there?” A voice asked, and Ariana gulped ha-rd.
She turned quickly and laughed.
“Gosh. Did I miss my way? I was heading to the restroom. If you would excuse me, now” Ariana told Mary, before walking away.
“The restroom is that way” Mary pointed to the opposite direction.
Ariana gave a weird look, and quickly brou-ght out a smile.
“Where was my mind? I forgot” She ran off.
“You’d better be fast. We aren’t done with the experiment!!” Mary hollered.
“Aiish! Like I know anything about the experiment. Like I’m even a scientist” She whispered, inwardly, in frustration.
***
“What’s wrong with her?” Tom came forward.
He saw a weak and pale looking Ariana resting her head on the table.
Damian could see the menstrual cramps wasn’t getting any better.
“She’s a bit sick” Damian answered.
“I hope she isn’t avoiding work cause of that” Mary chipped in.
“C’mon. She’s too feeble and sick to work. She isn’t avoiding anything… or are you, hunny?” Mrs Martha smiled.
Ariana only shook her head.
“Get well soon” Mrs Martha added and left. written by sommy pearl f.
“We have 2 hours to dismissal hour so just hold on, okay?” Damian said.
Ariana nodded.
Damian smiled, and wanted to stro-ke her head, but she quickly dodged it.
“What’s wrong?” He asked.
“I…just wanna be alone. Sorry” She muttered.
He nodded and walked away.
Ariana smiled.
“I really act so well. Everyone thinks I’m sick now. I had to avoid the experiment or whatever it called” She thought.
“I just hope I come across the finger print owner soon” She said, to herself.
“Everyone, Who are you suspecting now?” Ariana asked.
“You heard them, right? Judging from the way they sound. Let just guess” She asked.
No one responded. They all ignored.
Ariana folded her li-ps, disappointedly. She guess what she said, was unnecessary and awkward.
“I think it’s Mary. Gosh, She’s too strict and a workaholic. She looks faithful. So, I guess it would be her” Rhoda suddenly said.
Ariana smiled.
“What if its Tom? He sounds stupid. They would wanna use his fingerprint since he isn’t really interested in plea-sure” Oliver talked.
“And what if it’s Mrs Martha. She might be nice to Mrs Woods too, as she is to you, Jung Hee(Ariana). From there, Mrs Woods would trust Martha and ask her to keep watch over the vault, and then use her finger print” Cindy chipped in.
“And what if its Damian, himself. I just don’t like him. He looks corny” It was Ken speaking.
“Wait,,, What if it comes as a twist. What if it’s Jung Hee’s fingerprint?” Kev asked.
“Whoa…” Ariana shook her head.
“Boss,,, what do you think? What’s your opinion?” Rhoda asked.
There was a hostile silence. A really icy one.
“I think y’all should stop talking and let Ariana focus on spying around, properly. Who knows the slightest detail she just missed, just by hearing this useless chatter” Malcolm said.
“Ariana,,, Just be vigilant. Remember,,, Only 1 of the workers there, with you can open the vault” He added.
“And as for Jung Hee,,, we’ll keep checking on her” He completed, before lights out.
TBC