I was assigned to go to Medellín Colombia to a meeting with powerful political figures in the country, to determine future alliances with the Tanaka family and thus be able to establish more control over the shipments sent to Japan and part of Southeast Asia, after all, Latin American countries have the reputation of having great resources at quite accessible prices.
I had just arrived at a hotel where I was waiting for the receptionist to be able to check in. It was at that moment when a boy arrived who looked about my age, something with an apathetic appearance, he had all black clothing and to my view something thin and pale.
He approached the front of the line, what he did was cut in as blatantly rude and proceeded to ask the receptionist a question; In fact she seemed to be expecting him and all she did was give him some keys and wish him a good stay.
The preferential treatment enrages me and even more so because I'm supposed to be a representative of an important family from Japan and I already had a reservation and was waiting in line.
"It seems that manners in this country are just decorative". The boy took the elevator and disappeared behind the doors without looking at anyone and ignoring my comment.
It caused me some curiosity to know who that person was, but I also had a meeting at 9 so I wanted to finish quickly.
Although something was....
The moment it was my turn in line, 3 people entered the hotel. They had foreign clothing in my opinion, plus something interesting, and that's that each one was very well armed, it looked like a special forces team, but with a touch of mercenaries. The others probably didn't notice, but I was preparing myself for a confrontation.
Being the daughter of an important family and for the reputation I had created in the world of the strongest, I was accustomed to kidnapping attempts and armed gunfire attacks anywhere, in other words, I was prepared to annihilate if necessary, but what happened next left me more intrigued than I expected.
They arrived at the reception and asked showing a photo
"Have you seen this person?",
without letting myself be carried away by surprise I just ignored the fact. The receptionist when she saw it recognized in her gaze that she knew him and the man in a fleeting moment grabbed her by the neck.
"room"
the girl without hesitating and with tearful eyes said "room 303, please don't…", at that moment I grabbed her wrist forcefully.
"Let her go" I said
The man with an angry look let her go and pushed my hand away forcefully, then headed to the elevator, not before I noticed that in one of the suitcases they were carrying was half open, I saw military-type explosives.
Is it carelessness or eagerness for the possible attack they're planning?
After they took the elevator I told the receptionist to call the police and to allow me the phone numbers of the rooms. At that moment I knew that those explosives could blow up three to four rooms per unit, for which I was ready to see who was around. To my surprise the third floor was reserved only for one person, a certain "Heiss".
I confirmed that he was the same boy in the photograph they showed, so the boy I had seen was going to be murdered and since I had no intention of interfering completely, all I did was call him through the reception phone.
I thought, "since when do I help others", in all my childhood, in the hardest moments when was the first time I offered to help someone, when did someone help me?, perhaps I had softened these days.
I always solved all questions for myself and acted according to what my family wanted, it was never enough. nobody helped me when I cried for the punishments they gave me saying "you are inferior, you don't belong here, you're just another tool of our empire", they discredited me for being adopted, the annoyance that someone else would keep what was theirs was notable.
I was adopted by a family with power and international influence; if it weren't for my own will I wouldn't be here. Although of course the credit goes to the old bastard of this family, since because of him, I couldn't be with my mother.
5 rings sounded
"If you don't answer me, let this be your tomb"
A moment later the click of the phone being picked up sounded. At that moment all I dared to say was:
"They're coming for you"
An uncomfortable silence remained in the background and suddenly the call was hung up. I left the building so as not to get involved since being a recognizable person I could get myself into trouble. I asked them to evacuate that entire floor and the rooms above and below the room; assuming that the explosion would only surround the room I hoped that the damage wouldn't cause the building to fall to pieces.
Trying to evacuate 10 floors in less than expected is unthinkable and there's only room for decisions at hand and quick ones; making everyone panic is not the way to do things efficiently.
They were removed from their rooms with excuses of leaks in water pipes by hotel staff, fortunately they worked quite quickly.
6 minutes later I heard an explosion. At a distance of 3 blocks you could see fire throughout the building; it seemed they wanted that person dead at all costs. In the news they reported that no one had been injured and that people from the other floors were saved by the building's good infrastructure and pure luck.
As if they were covering up how they were saved, since the fact that terrorists enter and riot a hotel will only bring fear and confusion to the people who were staying and the general public, such as someone of utmost importance.
If I had to meet those people again in the future, it would only give way to problems and at best they would just be killed if I see them again. In any case, they are not the reason my heart started to race with excitement; I had rarely had this feeling in hand, only when I encountered an incredibly hard wall to knock down or the fact that I would find someone capable made it worth seeing such a spectacle.
I'm not one to get excited which is rare
After all nothing is better than seeing someone strong being crushed.
That person, that so-called "Heiss". Although my information was scarce, the only thing I could see in the brief moment that passed by my side were his eyes; emptiness is what I noticed in his eyes.
Simply there was no pain in them, there was nothing. I felt that this person was not alive, there was no emotion in those eyes, they were just dark; as if death had taken his soul.
Something rare since, apart from me, I only knew that color from people who lost their loved ones after some time, nothing interesting in my opinion, but something definitely different.
What kind of emptiness will it be?, it's a bit hard to know.
It's exciting.
But there's something more... I wouldn't know until I spoke to him, but it's no use thinking about that now, if he survived it's a mystery.
"This is interesting, I didn't expect to find such a coincidence in a third-world country" perhaps it's more luck than coincidence, in a part of my interior I knew it and affirmed it until I let it slip into words.
It could be...
"What is similar to me?"
Although it was simply inconceivable to me that someone was equal to or superior to me, just having such a... presence? made me shudder, if possible, I would like to know him a little more and if my eyes are correct it's possible that he's a Talent.
After looking at the sky and thinking of such a strange existence, inconceivable words until that moment came out of my mouth.
".... If I manage to destroy this damned family with you ..." in the depths of the park shadows moved in a strange way.
"tch", it's a bit annoying when you're interrupted in the middle of something so exciting.
A quick action in less than 1.5 seconds.
***
At that moment not even the guards accompanying her expected the burst of gunfire that was about to be unleashed in a single moment, without giving a moment to breathe the lady asked me for the weapon and the next thing I could see were her shots at the shadows. Where these simple guards were stunned by the ferocity with which she shot and where they looked 2 seconds late after the commotion.
I simply appreciated a facet of the lady. This girl whom I have been accompanying since she was a child; I can say that never in my life have I seen her take a wasted shot and for these inexperienced ones who call themselves trained, thinking that it was just a tantrum from a crazy girl, I would tell them to get lost, since they are not up to the lady's minimum expectations.
Her shots were toward the darkness that was softened by the park lamps and anyone would be alarmed by such psychopathic behavior. Perhaps a possible attack someone would think belatedly, for an escort it is crucial to be aware of your surroundings to radii of at least 20 meters.
For me as her assistant or butler as some call it, it is the essence of how she became better than an assassin, better than any assassination weapon that I have trained or seen.
"A reaper of dreamers" I said as she lowered the gun.
With a fixed squinted look she pointed and said
"Go and identify who they are and look if they were sent by the family or if they're just simple assassins!, ....ah and Nile, I told you to stop calling me that, I have a name and you know it"
I am aware that she classifies those who serve her, but these are inept ones, or well at least compared to the ones she trained personally.
Even if I serve the Tanaka family, I simply have to let family disputes be resolved among themselves even if life is what is lost, after all they are the orders of the oldest leader of the family.
***
The code name I gave to my "butler" although it's more like my personal assistant, was Nile. I suppose it was out of affection, for having trained me all these years, but that appearance doesn't deceive anyone, it was and is a vile puppet that only knows how to obey the orders of the high hierarchy of the family. Although this makes him more dangerous, the experience and composure when taking orders and executing them, made him a very valuable asset. If it weren't for the old man, I couldn't let him see these facets of me or partially know my children, it would be unfortunate if my cards were shown so prematurely.
Meanwhile the bodyguards didn't understand what I was referring to, they were on a path beside the road and to the right of the so-called Bolívar Park which is located in the center of Medellín and was close to the hotel where we were going to stay, the lit setting was in simplicity different from Japan, the entire central part was completely dark, as if this place had already been abandoned by human effort, in past years it would look organized and clean, now the weeds were scattered outside the gardens and the central statue of Bolívar was a sad memory stained and dirty by rust and graffiti paintings.
The guards without understanding approached without perceiving anything until they saw behind the trees in installed weeds.
A total of 8 men in SIJIN uniform (it is a criminal investigation entity), the question is why were they following us? Once close to the bodies I could see that something was different, 3 of them had Asian features and the other 5 probably European; Besides, only one of the bodies had a phone and it was one of the disposable ones with few uses.
The relationship was obvious, although I wouldn't know how to say this time who wanted me dead, since for surveillance you would only need one. On the phone there were messages and some calls to a foreign number.
Once we called that number we heard "out of service", although the messages sent to the number belonged to a Thai address, this was one that couldn't be traced. They probably should have found out that the operation ended badly, so there must have been another witness at the time of the shootout. In my head were only the thoughts of "who was it and if they were close, or if they were watching from some building" it was hard to establish the origin.
I decided to leave with what we had and establish ourselves in another more remote location, in another hotel and wait for them to be the only ones who followed us, since I wouldn't want to have to draw more attention from the authorities of this country; the last thing I want is to tarnish the family name at this time and get myself into problems that end in international scandal.
"Hey Nile!, I need access to information about who was staying at the Hotel and look at the information especially of the person called Heiss with room 303; determine if he's alive"
Without interest then he looked silently at the statue
"Regarding what just happened in the park; start an investigation in complete discretion. Let no one in the family find out and leave no trace that we were here. If necessary, burn the bodies"
"As you say Miss Kalika"
Independently of the incident I couldn't entirely rule out that they were isolated accidents, they might have some connection, so it's better to verify everything.
Heiss....
It's problematic that unnecessary nicknames are given in these jobs, I prefer the surname I chose at the beginning of my childhood.
There are things that people in this world normalize, loss was not one of them; not the loss I had. However, I have to continue with what I already thought and obey without variables, I can only make this add up and not subtract from me as an unforeseen variable, cautiously and at the same time effectively.
Only for one objective.
Although I didn't want to stay much longer in this country of drug dealers and guerrillas, it is true that I felt intrigued about who the boy was, but it wasn't my priority at the moment.
***
When Nile went to investigate there was no trace of his body or any file with identity or origin.
In any case, I couldn't take the time to just think about that person, I had to write a report to one of my brothers about what had happened. I hated having to connect on a call when he wasn't there and I had to leave him the message through his secretary or his bodyguard.
Anyone would say he's the older brother and that he's simply busy, but the truth is that he simply hates me and pretends to be cordial with me.
His personality is the most twisted repugnant thing that man in his history could have created.
If he had the opportunity to take me off the map he would, and this is not far from reality, since it's not a coincidence that certain attacks in recent months were within the same range of characteristics, they were the ambushes that maintained a fixed pattern, it's not hard to send someone to kill, but it's as if he first tried to make an inspection of what I was doing to determine the threat, as if he already foresaw that it wouldn't be easy from the first time, plus he knows my travel schedules and with whom I meet abroad; so it doesn't surprise me at all that in the murder attempts they hit those places by pure coincidence.
The hatred he has toward me is not reciprocal, since I don't have to waste time with a worthless pawn of the family. He is just another distraction, that simply isn't worth looking at, whether because I was born blessed or hated by the same talents I have, that doesn't mean I have the right to belittle my existence and much less be arrogant, only caution will keep me alive and recognizing the infection from the beginning can prevent me from getting infected or being killed.
This demonstrates that this family is a stepping stone and that it is not and will not be important to me and that when I reach the necessary power I will remove the highest ranks of this hierarchy.
Thanks to me this family has the greatest control of what moves in Southeast Asia, I also got rid of the great families of Japan that competed at the international level.
And simply after all they try to discard me.
My intention at the beginning was to have a happy life as my mother made me promise before dying, what changed me was the same family I took to the top; the same family that killed my mother in front of me.
Many would have simply left this shit organization, but this is where revenge is only for the simple-minded.
The power I acquired and the political alliances I have are enough to make it all fall, who said I wanted this family to grow?, in a few months everything will change and they will find themselves facing a wall they cannot knock down; when I let the bodies of this adoptive family fall before me, to create the foundation of what will be my new family, the family that should have been, the one I should have had.
"For that, I will need the control of everything that can generate blows in the short term"
But power requires capable people, talents that can be molded from a base that I can create. If they already come with something imposed then they simply don't work, since they give rise to error. At most it only gives room for dialogue and deals.
People tend to lie and in extremes to defraud to get some comfort or position in some company, they can humiliate themselves just to show that they are in tune with their future boss. In this way bosses end up taking advantage of this vulnerability and the employees who at the beginning believed they had control, will become the slaves of their new masters. The few who are saved are those who surpass the average scammer and manage to enter the system they want; in this war to get a good job to be safe, it is a recurrence for those who need it or for those who have no choice.
But my way of getting allies is different.
The methods can be infinite and it doesn't matter if it's violence, manipulation or unconditional friendship of loyalty, any way that gives stable results is welcome.
***
7 days passed.
".... it would be good to know where that boy is"
He will be mine at any cost, I don't know who Heiss is, but his profile serves for what I'm doing and when everything is ready it will be a matter of lighting the fuse that will make everything burn and at the end of the road he will be tied up as a scapegoat.
The information I received in this time had given me a different impression of him, therefore he could be very useful.
Perhaps I don't know him, but should I?, after all, my eyes are not wrong and my will is absolute
I won't sacrifice my children that I raised with such care, and in this task a sacrifice is needed
I have nothing against him, he's simply within my reach and his life will be the engine of my new machinery. I have never lost since I set my mind to it and this won't be the first.
I'm not ambitious, only emptiness is capable of monopolizing emotions and reasons to show you reality, the true reality.