** DAMON CARBONE POV ** 

I watched as everyone stumbled into Angelo's hotel room. Rebel had sunglasses on and her hair was disarrayed as she sipped on a coffee. Storm was looking at me with a blank expression on his face with his eyes slightly closed and his arms crossed in front of him as he leaned back in a chair. Fox was rubbing her eyes, and her hair was up in a messy bun. Angelo was just staring at his computer and yawning, while Gio was the perkiest of all, grinning widely with an unusual upbeat attitude on this hungover morning. 

I woke up extra early, and snuck out of bed to make sure I didn't wake up Ghost. I brought her up breakfast, coffee, and two Advil, just in case she had a bit of a hangover. The thought of her nightmare haunted me all morning. She was screaming profanities and curses, while tossing around violently in her sleep, a view that disturbed me to my core. I needed to know what happened to her, and something inside of me tells me that her journal holds the answers to my questions. 

We now sat in Angelo's dark hotel room, brainstorm on our next moves as we contemplated our options. 

"We need to hurry this plan along." Ghost stated as she walked over to the curtains and opened them widely, letting the bright light fill the room and making everyone groan in pain as they covered their eyes. She seemed perfectly calm and normal, not hung over or affected by the bright lights as she stood by the window with her arms crossed in front of her, looking well put together as usual. 

"Here's the info on the next two suppliers." Angelo said as he typed away. The television screen in the center of the room lit up, and showed two files side by side. 

"On the right, we have Jason Marquez. The leader of the drug cartels in Colombia and the main supplier for the Italian Mafia. On the left, we have the man in charge of the largest sex trafficking ring in the world, Tommy King." Angelo explained. The room fell silent, and Ghost, Storm, and Fox's eyes fell onto Rebel, who stared at the screen with a blank and dangerous expression on her face. 

"Tommy King, huh?" She said in a low voice as she narrowed her eyes. 

"Yup. Located in Cambodia." Angelo said as Ghost continued to look at Rebel with a serious expression, as did Fox and Storm. She stood up and walked closer to the screen. She crossed her arms and furrowed her eyebrows as she stared at the man, as if her mind was running wild with thoughts. 

"Jason's father worked very closely with my father, they were best friends. If we can win over Jason, I'm sure we can get his alliance without any violence involved. As for King, I want him and his entire operation burned to the fucking ground." I said smoothly before I sipped my coffee. 

"I want King." Rebel said in a deadly tone as she continued to stare at the photo with a blank expression on her face. I couldn't help but catch the edge in her voice, which was darker than usual. 

"Then you can have him." Ghost said in a deadly tone as she walked over to the plush chair next to me and took a seat. I grabbed a pack of Marlboros from the table next to me, and pulled out a cigarette. I brought it to my mouth, and lit it, inhaling deeply. 

"We'll split up. Half of us go to Colombia, while the other half goes to Cambodia." Ghost continued to say as everyone nodded slightly in understanding and agreement. My blonde beauty held out her perfectly manicured hand to me, and raised her eyebrow. I smirked as I handed her the now lit cigarette, which she brought to her mouth and took a long drag of it. 

"I'll go to Cambodia-" Ghost started to say before Rebel cut me off. 

"No. I want him all to myself." Rebel said as she looked over at me with her hands clenched into fists. Something was off about her demeanor, and I tilted my head to the side as I read her tense and uncomfortable body language. From the way her entire presence changed as soon as she heard that name, I'd think she has some bad blood with Mr. King. 

"Ghost and I will go to Colombia then. It'll be a peaceful discussion with Jason, and you guys will need the man power in Cambodia." I said, causing Rebel to nod slightly before she turned her attention back onto the screen. 

"Alrighty then. Jason is having a get together, a gala of sorts, where he will be inviting his closest circle. Seems like after Jason took over for his father, he and Martino got into a couple of... disagreements about business, and Martino isn't particularly fond of Jason, so he won't be there. I can hack into their systems and get you two on the guest list, then you'll have to figure out something from there Damon." Angelo said. I looked over at Ghost and she nodded before she handed me back my cigarette. 

"Pull up Tommy's home." Ghost ordered as she leaned forward on her seat, her elbows rested on her knees as her hands were interlaced with one another. 

Angelo quickly started typing, pulling up blueprints, security cameras, and all the information on Tommy King that he could find. I watched as my blonde beauty's eyes scanned over the screen, knowing that in her mind, a thousand different scenarios were happening at the same time. I couldn't help but stare at her in awe and admiration as I watched her strategically plan out how to assassinate King. She was a damn goddess with a dangerous mind, a lethal combination. 

Eventually, she held her hand out to the side towards me, her eyes locked on the screen. I handed her the cigarette, our fingers brushing gently, before she stood up. She brought the cigarette to her mouth, and exhaled before she was standing directly in front of the TV. 

"Best point of access is here. I'm assuming you don't want to do this mission stealthily, right?" She said in a low voice as she turned over her shoulder to look at Rebel as he finger pointed to a door on the right side of the building. 

"Fuck no. I want as much destruction and chaos as possible." Rebel said in a deadly tone as she narrowed her eyes. 

"So you'll enter from the main entry way then. Use Fox's explosives to take out the gate the guard posts in front of the mansion. Rebel will enter using the front door with Gio as backup. Fox and Angelo will enter through the back and kill anyone that they see. Storm, you'll stay out front and handle the guards in the courtyard. Tommy will most likely head to the safe room, which I'm assuming is in this area here." Ghost said as she pointed to a room on the second story of the mansion. "Either Fox, or Angelo will remotely access it, and get you in. You can take it from there." Ghost said before she looked over at Rebel, who just simply nodded. 

"We'll leave as soon as possible. You guys take the private jet, we'll take a regular flight. Good luck." Ghost simply stated as she looked back at the screens and crossed her arms.

"Alright. Let's get this shit started!" Gio said happily as he rubbed his hands together in front of him. We all stood up and started to walk out of the room before Angelo pulled Ghost and I aside. 

"Hey, be careful around Jason. He's quite...eccentric... and known to get high on his own supply if you know what I mean." Angelo said in a low voice. 

"He's the worlds largest drug dealer, that doesn't surprise me." I said as I shrugged. 

"His parties are...unorthodox to say the least... so just watch out." Angelo said with his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at us. 

"How unorthodox?" Ghost said as she tilted her head curiously. 

"..You'll see when you get there." Angelo said as he gulped.