TW: Violence and alcohol

3rd Person's POV

Evie smiled seeing how her target easily became swayed by her.

It's already past twelve in the morning and the bar is on its peak: loud noises can be heard in the background, smell of alcohol reeked everywhere and her twin being busy giving drinks to everyone.

Even the target was getting himself high on both alcohol and drugs given discretely by his fellow thugs.

Evie can still painfully remember how he tortured her mom years ago by slicing her ankle making her limp and unable to move. It was only when her mother shouted to end her torture when he shot her on the heart. That was how ruthless he was.

That will also be the way she will end his life.

Evie did go out from the restroom's cubicle after hearing silence from around four to five gunshots being released.

She was scared out of her sanity that time that she was able to got out of the restroom by crawling while her knees wobbled in fear just in time she heard her mother shouting in pain and desperation to get away from her attacker.

Eva also told her how she also saw their biological mother was being tortured too by the same guy moments before her foster mother was.

She checked herself one last time in front of her compact mirror before standing up to meet the demon.

She made sure that her lipstick was perfectly put on her lips making it sultry and seductive to look at. She applied matte shade for it not to get smudgy after her supposedly gross make out session later with the demon named Jack Romero, aka The Mastermind or Murderer.

She was about to walk towards him when her eyes caught her sister's who shook her head in disapproval but Evie decided to ignore her.

With the sound of her stilleto clicking on the floor of the bar, she made her way to him.

Evie knew how dazzling she looked in her bright red tube top and her sparkling black micro-mini skirt. Her hair was even replaced with a red wig with a bangs to give her the mysterious effect.

She also made sure that her wig was long enough at her nape to hide her tattoo as much as possible.

The target, luckily, noticed her and gave her a bright grin as if he just hit a jackpot.

Evie simply turned to the bar counter and casually leaned on her right side where Jack was making him feel the smoothness of her bare shoulders against him as she pretended to order her drink.

"Bourbon, please." She told her sister who glared at her.

"Right away, Ma'am." Eva mumbled and fixed her drink before handing it to her.

Expertly, she drank it and was not surprised when the target's smelly breath fanned her nape.

"Hello, milady." The old man whispered and touched her hair to put it behind her ear and revealing her long neck.

Evie smirked silently and slowly turned to face him, with a feigned look of astonishment.

"Oh, hi?" Evie said as she started her move.

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Out of the corner of her eyes, Clint was on his toes. Indeed, his hunches were right all along. He was able to spot the killer easily because he knew the last victim's face was.

And, with only a few meters away from him, at the other end of the bar counter was Evie Felicio and Jack Romero.

His eyes never left them as he drank his beer. Unfortunately, Eva saw him and remembered that he was the guy back then. The green-eyed guy from the cafe.

And she knew and felt that he was after her sister. She almost panicked as she caught a glimpse of his police patch on his belt.

Eva knew she must distract him and not let him know about her twin.

Eva ignored the orders from their customers. It was actually Evie who's a bartender between the two of them but since they are identical twins, her sister was able to convince her to switch places with her every time she learned about her victims' scheduled in the bar owned by their uncle.

Seeing no other way to distract him, Eva 'accidentally' slipped the wine she's supposed to be making and 'accidentally' bumped it into the policeman.

"Oh, my gosh!" Eva exclaimed and grabbed a rug from the top of their bar counter and wiped the lower part of the policeman's shirt and his upper jeans almost beside his crotch.

The man muttered furiously and removed her hands.
"Quit it, lady!" He exclaimed and she stopped immediately.

It wasn't Eva's intention to look at him but their eyes met and again she was drawn into his green orbs.

"Just! Forget it!" He said and got away from me.

Eva's heart pounded so hard as she watched his back following her sister.

She wasted no time and followed them both.