Lady of the underworld

g here," Jacob started as he tried to break the tense silence that permeated the air. "Yeah, let's just hope the intel was false," I replied, the worry in my tone evident as my gaze grew wea

iately reported to Jacob. "Good! Now we just have to make sure we keep our eyes on the prize," he replied with a grin. I looked over through the goggles to the area where they had all gathered. "You know what to do next, right?" Jacob asked as he knew this was my first on-field mission. There was a reason why I was selected for the mission even though I was a rookie. "Yeah. This is where my deciphering abilities come into play," I muttered underneath my breath as I narrowed my eyes intently at the two leading men. They both wore tuxedos with their respective logos imprinted on them. Apparently, it's an unspoken rule in the underworld. "Report what you hear!" Jacob ordered in a commanding tone, his hot breath tickling my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "Yes sir!" I replied, my throat slightly hoarse from the strange feeling coursing through my body. During the course of our preparing for the stakeout, we set up microphones all over the place, just so we could hear whatever it was they were talking about. I craned my ears toward the device as I listened intently. "To think the purple begonias would be so courteous as to send their boss here," I heard a cold voice remark. Something told me it belonged to the man in the steel mask. "Shit!" I cursed as I relayed what I had just heard to Jacob. "What happened?" Jacob asked with urgency in his tone. "The guy with the purple Begona logo is their boss," I swallowed hard as I let out. "To think such a big shot came out tonight. I don't think things are as simple as we thought," Jacob remarked grimly after he heard my words. "Shhh! Let me focus," I shushed him discontentedly as I continued. "Of course I'm here. The apparent boss of the purple begonias started. This deal will only serve to pave the way for future transactions between our two organizations. Naturally, I cannot let anything ruin that." He stopped, before he went on to say, "And since the Blackwater snakes were generous enough to let their second in command, the great Santiago grace us, I naturally had to be in attendance." "Second in command??" Jacob blurted out in disbelief, breaking my concentration. I find it hard to be mad at him because even I know the implications. He had joined me in listening ever since we discovered that big shots were around. With how influential the Blackwater snakes are, having their second in command around, was enough to show how dire things were. While Jacob and I were still lost in our thoughts, the sound of gunshots breaking the air dragged us back to the present. "What's going on?" I asked worriedly. "It seemed like negotiations fell through," Jacob said as he surveyed the area with his goggles. His tone t