Thud!

“That’s the last of them.” The burial of Razi’s deceased henchmen was completed. 2 fresh spots of dirt could easily be recognized in the yard. If a police raid was to occur then, they would have easily discovered the hidden bodies.

Razi was the happiest one among us. “Now that it is settled, can I go take a shower? I’ve been doing your bidding for 3 days straight. Look at how dirty I am. No lady should be walking around looking this disgusting and smelling this stink. Plus I’m fucking starving.”

I had sympathy for this brat. “Go and clean yourself up. You need to look presentable for the beneficiary meeting. You looked like a damn corpse that refuses to go under.”

“Well, thank you for that, you dick.” She gave me the middle finger and turned to walk away. However, she didn’t get far without collapsing.

“What the hell is it now?” I motioned my feet in her direction. “Hey, stop playing dead and get the hell up.” I kicked her a few times but there was no response.

“What is wrong with you?” A message from the System made me aware of her condition.

“Seriously? She is down for the count. A little manual labour is enough to kill a woman? These bitches are so fragile.” I couldn’t let her die on the day the meeting was about to go down, so I turned to the System for a solution to save her.

“Supplied with vapour?” It took me a while to figure out what this meant. What I had to do to restore Razi’s health was to simply feed her my smoke.

Checking my interface status, I saw that my Vapour count was (14+22vp) I used about 5vp to restore the damaged Enslavement Rubik’s Cube. After gently opening Razi’s chest, I blew the allotted smoke inside.

The Enslavement Rubik’s Cube responded excitedly to my vapours. In only a short period, Razi regained consciousness. When she came too, she noticed her chest closing and me hovering over her. This pissed her off extremely.

Hurriedly covering her breasts, Razi shouted, “For fuck sake! Stop doing strange shit to my body! Most men would be interested in getting in my pussy but not you, you are more interested in fucking around with my internal organs. Geez, can’t you give a girl a break?”

Razi slapped away my hand, got up and ran off in the direction of the mansion. She didn’t realize it at the time but her physical stats had been boosted. My powerful vapours were slowly breaking away her human limiter. Additional proof of this was the bruise that formed on my hand where she slapped me.

“Fascinating…” I began thinking more like a scientist than a gangster. The sheer extent of the Rubik’s System capability was dimensions away from my full understanding and I was looking forward to comprehending more.

An hour later, I went into the mansion after Razi. I ran into her smoking a cigarette in the kitchen with only a towel wrapped around her body. The counter was occupied with a sandwich but she didn’t take a single bite of it.

“Aren’t you going to eat that?” I asked her.

“No, oddly enough, I don’t feel that hungry.” She hadn’t eaten anything substantial in a day and a half. Earlier she was complaining about starving, but now she was refusing to eat.

“Looks like my vapours are working their way into your system,” I whispered.

“What was that?” She didn’t hear what I said correctly. “If you want the sandwich you can have it. I was going to eat it earlier, but after having this smoke, I don’t feel all that famished anymore.”

“Is that right…?” What she said confirmed my theory about my vapours affecting her body. So far it seemed like a positive change, but then again, my twisted analogy might not be interpreted the same way common thinkers would.

Razi caught my fixated gaze on her body and inquired, “Is there something on my face, why are you staring at me like that?”

I deflected by asking, “Why aren’t you properly dressed? Have you forgotten that we have somewhere to be today?”

She placed the cigarette butt in the ashtray and answered calmly, “I haven’t forgotten about the beneficiary meeting. It won’t start until 4:30. We still have some time to kill. Speaking of which what is your game plan, Smoke Pac?”

“What do you mean?” I questioned.

“I mean how are you going to help me get what is rightfully mine? A lot of family members will be competing in the event, most of them have high backers and I am damn sure that none of them wants me to claim that inheritance, otherwise, it would have been mine already.”

“I agree with you on that part. Based on what you’ve told me about your people, you are very hated. Probably it has something to do with your attitude.”

Razi disliked my assumption. “This is no time to be joking around, Smoke Pac. You need to be more serious about our situation.”

“I am serious, but it isn’t necessary to stress yourself about this,” I told her why. “There is no way you are going to win your father’s deed. This whole thing in my guess is an entire scam that is set up against you.”

“If that is the case then should we even go to the meeting?” She pondered.

I smiled and said to her, “Well, of course. This is actually beneficial for you.”

“How so?” Razi was confused.

“You get to survive a bit longer. I will simply claim the deed from any party who wins.”

“You made it sound so easy. But these are legal documents that are in play. If they are signed over to another person, how will you claim the right to them?”

“I have my ways.” Razi saw my sinister smirk and remained silent. I didn’t inform her of my Value Meter skillset that had the magical properties to transfer others’ property to me after I killed them. But soon she would find out.

***

Razi was ready to hit the streets. She was dressed formally in a short brown skirt and a teal blouse with long enough sleeves to cover her arm tattoos. I guessed she wanted to look more mature.

As for me, I was wearing a dark roseate pants and a light pink jacket that exposed most of my chest and brought out my elegant side. I kept this area partially visible just in case some shit were to go down and I needed to act quickly to smash some heads.

“This way Smoke Pac.” Razi brought me to her father’s garage which had a nice set of cars to choose from. The corresponding keys were placed against a wooden rack.

Razi gestured to them while looking at me. “Take your pick while we still have them.”

“Don’t mind if I do.” I choose a smacking Chevrolet Corvette classic with a cherry-flavoured sheen. It went well with what I was wearing.

Razi opened the garage door before she returned to join me in the car. “Let’s ride.” We set out on the road onwards to our destination.

The handle of the vehicle was surprisingly well-calibrated. As I sped down the curve, I pulled the handbrake and drifted around the corner. “Wow, this car drives very smoothly. It’s been a long time since I’ve manually shifted gears.”

“Slow down, Smoke Pac!” Razi began shouting her distressing voice in my ears.

I glanced over at her and asked, “What’s the matter, afraid I’m going to crash and kill us both?”

With her eyes peeled in horror, she responded, “You’re driving like a bloody maniac. We still have enough time to get where we’re going.”

“No sweat, I know what I’m doing.” Despite Razi’s worries, I shifted the car to a higher gear and continued to shred the asphalt with rubber.

Vrm! Vrm!

In little to an hour and a half, we arrived at the main branch of Prime Head Corp. It was an impressively built structure, high as the eye could see. Not just any common folk could bank with this company. They would be turned down if they hadn’t an inconsiderable amount of funds to offer as well as reputable status.

I followed the direction of the guide into the underground parking lot where a variety of expensive vehicles were parked. They belonged to influential members of Prime Head and some of Razi’s family.

“We got here in one piece. Thank God.” Razi was displeased with the quality of my driving. Before we exited the vehicle, she turned to me and said, “If we get out of here, I will be the one operating the wheel on our way back.”

“That’s fine with me. I’ve decided to quit driving for a while.”

“What for?”

“It makes me feel too happy. And I shouldn’t be smiling so much, not until I get my vengeance.”

“There you go again speaking of vengeance. Is that the only thing you can think about?”

“Enough chitchat. Let’s get in there and get this over with.”