Top Assassins Call Me The Lady Boss-Chapter 116: “What the hell are you grinning for?

Chapter Hundred and Sixteen

Also, why would they use his front door?

Markus stood, stretching once before grabbing his door handle and twisting it open just as two guards rounded the corner, dragging a familiar figure between them.

Cole.

Cole’s wrists were cuffed in front of him. His clothes were disheveled, and a fresh bruise bloomed along his jawline. But it was his eyes that caught Markus’ attention. They turned wide, sharp, and... desperate.

The moment Cole saw him, he stiffened. His gaze darted quickly toward Markus’s hands, his sides like he was searching for something.

Markus’s brows pulled together. What the hell was that look for?

’Oh yeah, Cole thinks he’s betraying his family. He needed to put on a show.

"Hold up," Markus said, stepping out fully into the hallway.

The guards halted immediately.

"I need a minute with him," Markus told them as he pointed at them.

The guards exchanged a glance but didn’t argue. They released Cole’s arms but didn’t unlock the cuffs, then backed off a respectful distance.

Markus crossed his arms, studying Cole for a moment.

"You are supposed to be locked down. What are you doing parading around the halls?"

Cole wet his cracked lips, his voice rasping out, "They’re moving me to another room. Said mine was too... hell, I don’t know what you sick people are on about."

Markus huffed out a humorless chuckle. "Yeah, right. Follow me." He ordered and Cole refused to follow him when he entered his bedroom. He had to come out and pull him inside.

Markus voiced out. "Don’t you think you need to clog the sink with your attitude... no, pride?"

Cole did not smile. Instead, he took a cautious step closer, lowering his voice.

"Markus... listen. You need to help me... immediately. Get me out of here."

Markus raised a brow, unimpressed. "That desperate, huh?"

Cole’s shoulders sagged slightly, his expression growing more earnest.

"Look... if you help me, I will keep quiet about you always visiting Asli’s Villa," he said, his voice low and hurried. "No one has to know. Your secret stays safe. But if you don’t, I will tell everyone."

Markus’s jaw tightened. Just as he imagined. He needed to put on the show. If truly he was trying to betray his family then he should be scared of his family finding out.

Of course, this bastard should think that.

He ran a hand through his hair and exhaled heavily.

"I’m not going to break you out," he said flatly. "That would be stupid. But..." His eyes flickered to his door. Markus hesitated as if he had something important to add.

He didn’t. He just loved that he was messing with Cole’s head.

Markus signaled him to close the door when one of the guards on patrol passed by.

"It would be risky, but not suicidal." He continued to engage him. At least, Markus was having fun. "If anything went south, if you decide to tell on me, I could lie my way out of it faster than you could tell about my betrayal.

Markus closed the gap between them and crossed his arms.

"Talk fast, are you helping me or not?" Cole swallowed hard, glancing around the room like he expected bugs in the walls.

"I need to get a message out. If I stay here any longer, I’m as good as dead. Asli thinks I’m on a vacation. She wouldn’t know your stupid brother has me in chains here." He explained, frustratingly.

Markus raised an eyebrow. "You are already out of her Villa. What is the difference?"

Cole’s gaze sharpened. "You think... does this look like a vacation to you?" he asked as he raised his cuffed hands, in case he wasn’t seeing it.

Markus’s fingers drummed against his bicep, processing. He didn’t particularly care about what Cole was thinking. They weren’t going to kill him.

They just were doing them a favor by keeping him here. He might not know it but they were the reason he was still alive.

The thickheaded man wasn’t going to utter even a word about Asli. If they truly needed him, they would have killed him for keeping silent and running his mouth. His loyalty had earned Ahmet’s admiration and now, he wanted him for real.

"Alright, I’ll think about it," Markus muttered, already calculating the best angle.

Cole took a shaky breath, nodding against it. "Your fcking brother would put a bullet in my head before you decide."

"A real Mafia doesn’t fear death. He embraces..."

"The fck with that. Are you messing with me? I should have known when you can’t even throw a better punch." Cole was becoming furious.

Cole’s head turned and he saw one of Matilda’s Lunch boxes in the room.

’I can send a message to them.’ The idea struck his mind and he wondered how he could do that. He began to look around carefully for something he could use.

Just then, a thread lay on the floor, near the laundry basket.

He noticed it and first, he didn’t make any meaning out of it.

But then, his mind began to work hard. Recognition flared in his eyes. ’Most of the clothes in the laundry basket are black. There’s no green clothing. So why would there be a green thread there?’

Cole’s eyes followed his eyes and noticed the green thread. To him, it was just a strand of thread and didn’t act out.

Cole knew then that Markus knew nothing about the thread and so it could only mean it belonged to someone else.

His gaze flicked back, quickly, to the thread.

So to be sure, he asked him, "Do you think my people have the slightest idea of where I am?"

Markus hesitated for a while before answering. "I doubt that."

"I need a good answer. If not, I want you to just tell them. They’ll come for me."

"No, I don’t want a fight breaking out. It would ruin my plans," he told Cole.

"Well, if I don’t leave here, I’ll sing like a bird. What do you think?"

"You are being unreasonable." Markus tried to play along.

"Either that or I will do everything possible to escape. And I’m telling my people what happened here. You know..." Before he could continue, Markus was already stopping him.

"Seriously, they don’t know you haven’t reached wherever you were going."

"How would you know? What if they have started to look for me? What about this morning?" He continued, wanting to clarify his thoughts.

That must’ve irked Markus, as he almost yelled. "Cole, they all think you went for a vacation or something. Even Matilda is not bothered about where you are. I left their place before coming here and they did not even look bothered about your whereabouts." Markus sighed annoyingly.

"So they were the last people you met before coming here." He repeated and Markus chuckled as he went to the door.

"Yeah. Matilda’s aunt always gave me a lunch box whenever I leave the Villa." He told him and a grin broke on his lips.

Markus saw it. He knew Markus saw his grin.

"What the hell are you grinning for?" The grin was creepy. Instead of answering, he kept on grinning.