Queenie’s Command
Matthew Ryan Fischer
“It was time.” That was what Queenie had said. Jade wasn’t sure
what all Queenie was talking about, but for her part, Jade was supposed to kill
Kira and if she couldn’t get close to Seven she was supposed to neutralize him.
Jade didn’t know how any of those things would be possible. Jade had never
killed anyone, and she certainly wasn’t skilled enough to kill an Agent. Maybe
if Seven were asleep. But that didn’t matter now, “it was time” meant it was
time. Jade was going to have to make something happen.
The last time she saw Queenie, there were strange new men in her
company. It made Jade jealous and feel a bit obsolete. Her grandaunt had filled
her head with so many rules, so many ideas about family and women, it was a
betrayal to know she had secret plans with these others. Jade hadn’t expected
to feel pain and she certainly didn’t think she’d feel hate. Hate towards
someone she had never met before. But now she had and she didn’t know exactly
what to do with it.
She had her orders of what to do. For the sake of her family. For
the sake of her position. She was to do the impossible.
There were the Japanese. Queenie said they were allies. Later she
claimed it was a new source of massive funds, money they would use to build
their army. Money that would be used against anyone who got in their way,
including the other families.
Even after her lies and deception, Queenie was telling Jade what
she wanted to hear, letting her into the secret inner circle. Making her feel
important. Jade wanted to tell her grandaunt to fuck off. She wanted to kill
the Japanese man that leered at her. But most of all she wanted to stop feeling
the pride she felt from being told a secret.
She would kill the Japanese man. She would kill the thug they
brought with them, this Dante, who was supposedly in charge of his own army.
They would all pay for the audacity of coming before her. There was no room at
the top beside the boss, no room for anyone but her. Jade had been chosen. She
had been promised, trained and groomed. She would be her grandaunt’s advisor
and confidant. These others weren’t blood. They had no place in her family.
But first she had to kill Kira. And then somehow kill Seven. If
Seven would have chosen her, it would have been easy. She was younger and
prettier than Kira. Jade couldn’t understand why Seven chose her. She was a prominent
family member. She had a future. Queenie was fucking Seven’s father and she was
supposed to fuck Seven. It all make perfect sense. They would have united their
families in the struggle for power. Two families together, and insider in The
Dragon’s Claw. None of the other families would have rivaled them. But that was
all ruined.
This Kira was nothing, nobody. She had no business seducing an
Agent. Jade felt ashamed. Her family would be ashamed. She had failed to a
commoner. And she was failing to foreigners.
Jade sat outside Seven’s apartment building all night and waited
for him to leave in the morning. Kira was nowhere to be seen. Probably inside,
Jade thought. Probably still in Seven’s bed.
Jade let herself into the building, into Seven’s apartment. If she
had picked up any skills along the way, it was locks and doors. But there was
no sign of Kira there. Perhaps they did spend a night or two apart. So be it,
thought Jade. Maybe she could find information regarding Seven’s secret missions.
Or perhaps something to use to blackmail him.
Jade began to search the apartment. The she heard the front door. Home
so soon, she wondered. Or maybe it was Kira. Jade looked around for anything
she could use as a weapon. She grabbed a pair of scissors just as the bedroom
door opened.
But it wasn’t Seven.
Or Kira.
It was some other woman Jade had never seen before.
“Who the hell are you?” Jade demanded, as she held the scissors
forward as some sort of threat.
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