Chapter 2 An assignment

Simultaneously, they share breakfast in a large kitchen, the parents are on the right while the children are on the left, Zenos is in the very center focused on what to eat.

"You, women will do that thing, I hope when you come home you will have the important document with you," Nieva reminded the girls who were busy eating.

They are asked to do another job, it is simple in the end so they have no intention of refusing it. If at all, they also have no reason and right to refuse the job they are being asked to do because it carries with it a penalty.

Punishment, to kill right outside the mansion of ten people with no visible dirt. But the young members do not let that happen because when they are caught killing and punished by the law ... Their parents will not help them. A discipline in obeying the command of the older and more powerful.

"How important are those documents?" Zafia said without emotion to her mother.

The falling cutlery in the kitchen and her stare at her youngest child echoed.

"That one piece of paper could ruin five companies and one school you attend. That document could tear down where we see the Azarcons. Isn't it fun? Both are looking for the two hiding, " one said meaningfully by his mother.

A paper that contains important information can release the remaining Azarcon that they think is gone.

Monday itself is what they consider a normal day. Parents will enter their workplaces, mothers who just stay in the mansion but know the movements of the people on the outside. while the children are a full -fledged student, holding a pen and and ink comparable to blood. Once again they will write another crime that will happen as quietly and cleanly as possible.

They do not simultaneously enter the school, of their thirteen members of the group, three of them are already working, while ten remain students and are constantly learning how to get along with different person who may be one of those is protagonist. Despite the flow of their blood, their various habits cannot be removed from them... Reason for them not to be mistaken. It's just funny to imagine because kids who are trained to squirm and kill can make friends outside of their world. Habit and their manner that no longer controlled by their parent.

It is normal for Maru and Lucas to be naughty, young men trained by their fathers to fight. Keus inevitably had an interest in women and to make matters worse he was one of the best convincers, as was his father. Instead of entering the room they were not allowed to give up a little fun at their school.

it was immediately that the two friends with the same temperament took advantage. Quiet and almost everyone's friend. On the second floor of the building, Zeren was just walking, singing softly as if in hee absence a farewell song was being heard.

"Close our eyes,

Feel the coolness of the air, and don't breathe anymore...

In slimy pink, and thick as milk... Let's go.. Go to sleep... "

She just sang over and over again, her voice echoing all over the floor, because there was no one and everyone below she could freely sing her favorite song. Terrifying because the cessation of her singing hit the sight of Janice, the woman who knew something about their identity.

"Pretend to be kind, you're really different Zeren," teased a waist -length woman who stepped down the stairs.

Zeren's gentle face just smiled, looking forward to who would be first because they were in the wrong place.

"Do you know where criminals like you should fit in?" pointing it at Zeren's face. "In the jail. You're an animal!" weak but scolding.

Zeren's smile flashed. Youngest of the Ficarro and has an extraordinary ability to deceived. Janice flinched because of this. As the retreat got longer and longer, Zeren was even more excited, because there was no barrier wall the place where they were so she definitely knew what was going to happen.

"Do you know where versatile people should fit in?" mimicking Zeren's tone then stopped because they were already at the end.

There was nothing a poor Janice could do, she could not shout because no one could hear. No one can see because the building where they are is no longer covered by the camera, she has nothing to lose.

Janice's eyes widened and almost her lips trembled, along with the formation of sweat on Janice's forehead was Zeren's whisper.

"In hell."

In an instant, Janice disappeared in front of Zeren. Blowing a loud excuse for the girl to accompany it by taking a deep breath and singing again as if nothing had happened.

"Close our eyes,

Feel the coolness of the air, and don't breathe anymore...

In slimy pink, and thick as milk ... Let's go... Go to sleep ... "

While reciting that lyric it looked down, they caught sight of Janice who was already lying on the floor, it was only superficial in fact but the iron standing there caused the piercing of Janice's body. The blood is still dripping fresh. Zeren just turned around and walked again as if nothing had happened, she looked at Kelly who was just behind her watching.

The clutter is finally over. Only Janice can be the reason why someone knows about their group. Janice, the eyes of the other group.

Zafia and Veron walk quietly down the long hallway on the fourth floor of their school. Veron relentlessly talks about other things that are often no longer covered by their work. Veron has no interest in this kind of work and just follows, but her ability cannot be judged. Her strength is unique when compared to hee sister Nikasha. If it only comes to her own fist she will lift them.

"Will you please stop, Veron? Your too noise," Zafia scolded then turned up to the third floor.

"Aren't you scared? Maybe later someone will catch us there, because we should wait for the others," Veron snorted, parting his long hair.

Zafia just looked straight ahead. Wondering if the plan should be canceled first because someone might notice and get upset. But no, she is an Arcus, who has a one word and the deed must be clean.

"We're here.. I'll pass on the right and you're the one knocking, you know your role, don't you? "Zafia assured with a smile that Veron greeted.

Just like the previous plan, Zafia turned around, she had thirty seconds to walk around to step on the door opposite Veron. She was overjoyed when she saw her twin smiling at her in the other building. This is the signal.

Her expression changed quickly and she ran to the room at the end. Her face was terrified, trembling to knock and just as her knees were shaking when an old woman in control of everything opened the door for her.

"Ms. Ficarro? What's going on?" its a confused question.

Trembling Veron pointed to the other building.

"Help us, J-Janice, she's been crying a lot for a while, S-She said she just wanted to commit suicide-"

"What ?! Oh my god! Where is he now? Who's with her?" She said in shock and confusion and then finally went out the door.

"She fought me, told me not to stop her because she just wanted to end her l-life ... Ma'am please help us! We are afraid of what will happen to her," she said tearfully.

The old man was almost sweating because of what a Veron said was almost untrue. The opposite of what happened.

"Come with me, where is the building you are referring to? Did you leave any of your colleagues to watch over Janice?..." She said continuously until they were finally able to go downstairs.

This was the chance, smiling as it effortlessly entered the room surrounded by papers, she had to think carefully where it was placed. But first she had to answer a riddle.

Covered with ash, but hidden in deep rock.

Zafia quickly rolled her eyes. Her eyes glazed over as she stared at something called ash. It quickly walked to a picture frame where a photograph of a large company that was one of the helpers at that school was posted. Because of its ingenuity it only takes a little time to figure out that riddle. An object was carefully opened and the so -called deep rock appeared. A vessel. A piece of paper that their group will definitely enjoy.

it was just rolled up and wrapped in black paper. Quickly and without noise she returned to everyone because he was running out of time, she could not see on the cctv monitor the movement of others because that was no longer covered by the camera. Zafia came out without moving the ajar door, but when she came out there were a few students already on that floor. Good and no one noticed.

The girl would have been right but that's how Maru touched her, causing them to fall off the same grip. Zafia simply took the folder Maru was holding on the floor and Maru had a document.

"I'm sorry Miss," Maru smiled then left with the evidence.

When Zafia stood up they caught the eye of the woman guarding that sweaty room, the woman automatically looked at Zafia's hand especially since she knew he had left the door open.

"What are you holding?"

Zafia stopped. "Floorplan ma'am," she answered quickly.

The old woman approached then held out her hand. "Can I see?"

She gave it no doubt, saying that she and Maru had already exchanged and they already had the evidence.

The woman nodded and then smiled as if she had been taken away.

"Okay. You may now go, thank you, " she said smiling then turned away from the woman.

Zafia let out a sweet smile as she got stuck on that floor.

"Welcome and thank you."