9.| The Exhibition

"You look stunning." He whispers into my ear as we walk out of the limousine.

I nod and give him a little smile.

Honestly I'm not happy. I honestly have no intention on seducing a middle-aged man and then drugging him. But I have to. I have to get that intel, thousands of lives depend on this. Kids, women, they need me to do this. They may not know that I am doing this but they'll be grateful when their wish to be found and saved comes true.

Mr. Richardson and I seperate immediately when we enter the large museum.

"Champagne?" A server holding a tray questions and I figure to fit in and that I should probably hold a glass like everyone else.

"Thank you." I nod at him once I have the glass in my hand.

I start walking around, acting as though I'm looking at the art when in reality I'm looking for a tall man with dark brown hair and has a dark brown full beard.

I take a sip of my champagne when I reach a painting that catches my breath.

It looks like one of the Van Gogh paintings but I don't know which one.

"Are you a Van Gogh fan?" A tall man steps beside me.

I nod and look at the man. I nearly choke on my on spit when I see the man himself in the flesh.

Time to get my game on.

"Aren't we all?" I turn to face him and he looks at me and then smirks.

"Not everyone is crazy over the man's art." He says and I tilt my head slightly.

"I take that you're not a fan. Nor are you a fan of his romantic story." I say with a slight smile.

"Not exactly. I prefet skipping all that cringe worthy shit and cut straight to the good. If the girl isn't into it move on to the next. After all, there are plenty of fish in the sea." He raises one eyebrow and I raise one.

"True. All of that is time consuming and wasting. Just as time wasting as foreplay." I say and turn on my blue stilettos and start slowly catwalking to a private room I spotted upstairs earlier on.

I walk into the room and notice a whiskey bottle and glasses.

I pour us each a glass and check for anyone cameras. Once I notice that there aren't any cameras, I add a powdery substance Mr. Richardson gave me earlier tonight.

I grab my glass and take a seat on the couch, crossing my leg over the other to create a sexily casual look.

After a moment Harold walks in the office and smiles when he sees me in my seducing state.

"Took you long enough." I say in a low seducing voice.

"My bad I had to make sure no one saw me coming here." He says and I smile.

"Let's get ourselves liquored up." I say as I stand up. "It helps me cut the foreplay and skip straight to the deed." I hand him the spiked glass.

He takes it with a sheepish smile and jugs it with one swift.

"Oh my. Seems like you intend on having everything in a hurry." I whisper in his ear softly.

He inhales sharply. I look up at him and grab his suit by the collars. I motion him to sit on the couch.

"Now Mr.-what's you name?" I slowly walk up to him.

"Lingard but my name's Harold." He says and I grin.

"Mis-ster Lingard." I say slowly as I sit on his laps. " I was told that you a very bad boy." I bite his ear and he inhales sharply.

"Now tell me Harold." I look at him. "When's the next body shipment. I need me a good Chardonnay but I can't get that if I ain't part of that shipment deal." I say and he furrows his eyebrows.

I go in and crash my lips on his to hypnotize him. "This cookie doesn't come for free Harry." I whisper.

"O-on t–the." He stutters as I slowly kiss his beard, moving down to his neck.

"Keep talking." I say.

"5th of December." He blabs out and sighs in relief and I look up.

I smile, this time an actual genuine smile.

"Thank you for your cooperation." I get off him.

"Hey you didn-" He starts but quickly falls asleep.

I quickly fix myself and clean up the glasses and make it seem as though he had come to the office to sleep.

Harold isn't getting tortured because of his quick cooperation nor is he telling anyone about our little interaction. When he walks up tomorrow, he won't remember a single thing about tonight.

I walk out of the building and walk straight to the limo.

"You got it?"

I nod. "Can we take this wire off now?"

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