Two minutes later, Raince sent a text to someone. “Mission accomplished. Heading to the abandoned watchine so cet ready®
Jenny Yates, who received the message, immediately shared the good news with Sonia Vinci
Back at home. Sonia practically jumped up and down when she heard.
Finally? Success!
That bitch Anastasia had humiliated her, made her the laughingstock of the entire internet. There was no way she could let that slide.
Sonia could barely contain her excitement thinking about what was in store for Anastasia. Just imagining it gave her chills–the good kind.
A vicious glint flashed in Sonia’s eyes as she grabbed Jenny’s phone to send another message.
Of course, this number was one Jenny had bought with cash earlier–untraceable if things went south. Jenny always covered her tracks.
“Everything’s set up on this end. Bring a few guys–preferably ones with STDs–and have them give that bitch the full treatment. Then beat the hell ont of her when they’re done.”
Sonia’s whole body was practically vibrating with anticipation as she spoke.
Just thinking about Anastasia’s fate had her completely wired.
The reply came back quickly: “Got it, but any extra requests are gonna cost more.”
They were clearly trying to squeeze more money out of her.
The thought of paying more made Sonia’s stomach turn, but when she imagined Anastasia’s suffering, it all seemed worth it.
Gritting her teeth, she had Jenny wire another $200,000.
Now all they had to do was wait for the show to begin.
But barely two minutes later, another message came through: “You guys need to get over here ASAP. I think we might’ve gone too far–she’s been unconscious for a while now. What if she’s… you know… dead?”
Sonia’s face darkened as she read it. “What the fuck is wrong with you people?”
The response came quickly: “What do we do? Something’s not right–her face is all blue and she’s barely breathing.
don’t want to touch her.”
Sonia’s heart dropped like a stone, her knuckles going white as she gripped the phone.
She turned to Jenny, her voice shaking: “What the hell happened? I wanted to destroy that bitch’s reputation, not commit murder!”
Jenny panicked too, leaning over to read the messages. “Shit… they must’ve gotten carried away. Should we go check it out?”
Sonia bit her lip, panic flashing in her eyes before being replaced by cold calculation. “Yeah, let’s go. Can’t let those idiots screw this up. Or maybe that conniving bitch is just playing dead.”
Sonia threw on dark clothes and a face mask, then rushed out with Jenny.
They took a cab to the abandoned warehouse in the suburbs.
Rainee was waiting by the entrance when they arrived.
“You made it,” Rainee said. “The woman’s inside.”
Sonia looked Rainee up and down, noticing her injuries. “What happened to you? Why are you all banged up?”
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Rainee scowled. “That wornares neaky as hell. Tried to escape on the way here, we had to fight. There was stuck aniden 19 cause more trouble, to I might’ve given ber a hit too much of the sedative..
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