IV
"Emily"
The phone rang and Lana answered. It was her sister Emily. The conversation was colorful as usual. "Yes it is so ... how do you know? ... which means that you have your sources ... no of course you can't come ... no ... no .. because n ... okay okay okay. Yes, I will send you the password to have access to the party, but no one will have to understand that we know each other. Thanks. Yes tonight. Bye " Emily had ticked it off, as she often did.
A party was planned that evening, a sumptuous party in one of the most beautiful villas in the city. Veronica Deane, a beautiful and very famous Hollywood actress, organized at least one every month. For that occasion, however, she had hired ISIS. In fact, she wanted to investigate the shady affairs of her husband, who seemed to be dealing with ambiguous gentlemen, probably linked to the Mafia, regarding the purchase and sale of shares of some companies. Needless to say, the relationship between the two did not exactly go well.
Lana didn't know the precise reason why Emily was so interested in attending the party, but she roughly imagined it. In fact, Emily was a thief. But not a thieving, rather one at Arsenio Lupine, to understand us. In her years of activity she had managed to steal paintings by Picasso and Botticelli from museums or to steal millions of dollars from some of the safest American banks. That in the home of one of the most wealthy families in New York it was therefore not difficult to imagine that something tickled her.
All the main ISIS members were at the party:
Malory Archer, his son Sterling, Figgis, Chery, Pam and Lana of course. They
were all undercover: there were those who pretended to be cooks or waitresses
and those who wanted to blend in with the guests. Emily and Lana met their eyes
but avoided all evening, no matter how much Lana tried to keep an eye on her
younger sister. Archer was holding the bench, who as usual had not set limits
in drinking and was the protagonist of pathetic little theaters.
Distracted by her colleague, Lana lost sight of her sister. Emily had vanished, careful not to let anyone know.
She moved safely between the innumerable and opulent rooms of the villa, although she had never been there. Somehow she knew where to go and where to find what she was looking for. She arrived in a bizarre room characterized by exotic stuffed animals hanging on the walls. And then there was a bookshop. Emily palpated the volumes of the latter, until she touched the right one: a secret passage opened. She walked along a long corridor in which several statues of incalculable value appeared. She came to a dimly lit room. "It must be here," she thought, when words took her by surprise. "Were you looking for this?" Jessica Deane emerged from the shadows.
Around her neck she wore a magnificent emerald necklace. Emily got over the shock and returned to calm. "Exactly that, the splendid necklace that belonged to the Tsarina of Russia Catherine the Great," she said. "You're prepared, given your efforts I might even think about selling it to you" Veronica jokingly replied "before bargaining for the price but I wanted to welcome you to my studio ... Alexa, electroshock!"
At the words of the actress a powerful electric shock reached Emily, who screamed in pain. "What do you think?" Miss Deane maliciously asked "it's a new security system developed by the KGB ... and let's say you can have fun ... Alexa, increase the voltage".
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH !!" Emily screamed nonstop. Electricity moved along her body: from the beautiful feet wearing golden sandals through her long bare legs to the top, covered in a pretty green dress.
"That's enough!" Lane appeared .. Following the tracks left by her sister she had come this far. She understood that something was wrong. "Leave her alone or I'll kill you," she said pointing the gun. "The system only recognizes my voice, so if you kill me, there will be no way to put up to the electroshock," Veronica replied. "Christ! Leave her alone, please!" Lana exclaimed, placing the weapon on the ground. "Please? Why are you so interested? This bitch tried to steal me at home," Veronica replied. "And my sister, please stop hurting her and we'll find a solution," said Lana. "Is she your sister? So you agreed. Alexa, increase the volts again." "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH !!!!" Emily screamed in pain.
"Noo! Please stop it! Keep the money you owed to ISIS, but please stop torturing her!" Lana shouted.
"Mmm, interesting. Alexa, stop!". Immediately the electricity went out and Emily collapsed to the exhausted ground. "Well, now take that scum and disappear please," said Miss Deane.
Lana drove her sister into the car. "Wait for me here," she said. He returned shortly after. "Here, it's yours." The czarina's necklace was now in Emily's hands. The girl was confused. "How did you do?" churches. "The trick can’t be revealed," Lana replied.
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