How the did I kidnap the wrong person?! And to top it all off, it’s someone connected with the deadliest mafia in the country?! You thought to yourself. Cold sweat trickled down your forehead as you could only think about everything that led up to this moment. Led up to you being involved in a crime. Something you’d never had thought of doing until a few weeks ago. Especially how you screwed it up in the worst way one could possibly imagine.

After being fired from your previous job for a lack of ‘creativity, you were looking for jobs online. After hours of searching, you somehow ended up on a sketchy employment site instead. Morbid curiosity got the better of you and you decided to scroll through some of the ‘employment offers’. Reading some of the requests sickened you until you stumbled upon one post. The anonymous user who posted it was requesting someone to kidnap his ex-girlfriend and just scare her. Just as you were about to scroll past it, your eyes caught sight of the six digit sum being offered. You couldn’t believe it. It had to be a joke, right? That’s what you thought until the post even mentioned paying a quarter of the sum simply for accepting the offer. You’d be able to repay your loans, your apartment rent and still have enough left for a long time if you completed it. But..it was a crime after all. You did consider just accepting the offer and never following up on it but who knew what sort of power this anonymous guy had, if he could pay such a large sum upfront?

The rest of the day was spent pondering over whether you really could do something illegal, something so morally questionable. With a heavy heart, you accepted the offer. Within seconds, your phone buzzed and you saw the quarter of the sum transferred to your bank account. Holy shit. It’s actually real. There was no backing off from this now. You received an entire document about this guy’s ex-girlfriend. Her habits, her schedule on each day of the week. Even her favorite movie for some reason? A real stalker, he must have been. She was.. average at most.

The document even had an entire plan for you to follow up the crime. It was simple enough. On the Thursday evening of each week, she leaves a particular hotel and gets a cab to her apartment. All you had to do was get her in the cab and somehow get her to drink the water placed in the car which had sleeping pills dissolved in them. Hell, the guy even rented a warehouse and had a cab parked in a location for you to borrow! Quite a generous guy, this creep was, huh? All you had to do was follow through with the plan, get her in the warehouse tied up and send a picture of her to the anonymous guy on the site. Great! She would be unconscious and you could just leave after freeing her while she was unconscious. It wasn’t like you wanted to do anything more to her after all. You convinced yourself you had ‘standards’.

Fast forward to the fated Thursday evening. You had your cab ready. All you had to do was wait for her and voila! There she was! You didn’t know she wore suits. That wasn’t mentioned but who cared?! You quickly had the cab ready for her and picked her up without looking back at her as she entered the seat at the back. It was a bit dark but you were certain it was her. She seemed to match the description you had remembered. Plus, the more she saw your face, the worse it would be for you, right?

“Is the air-con jammed? It’s boiling hot in here. Thank the heavens you don’t stink.” The lady, spoke, with a cold scoff.

Owch. But that was a part of the plan after all. You quickly pretend to apologize and offer her the bottle of chilled water conveniently placed next to the seats behind. As you continue driving, you nervously wait for the sound of the bottle opening followed by the thirsty gulps. After what felt like forever, you did it. She was unconscious on the passenger seat behind. You felt a bit bad but you couldn’t stop smiling. Maybe you really were a genius, huh? Lack of creativity, your foot!

Soon enough, you pull up to the old warehouse. There was even a chair and some rope there. How polite of him to set it up. You quickly wrap an arm around the unconscious lady and bring her inside before having her seated on the wooden chair as you tie her up. “There! Just one picture and I should be free!” You happily remove your phone, snap a picture and send it to the anonymous user. His reply is almost instant. Surely he was praising you and offering a bonus, right? You smile as you open up the message and begin reading. "That is not my ex-girlfriend. Is this a joke?"

You felt your heart sink. Not his ex? Then..who is this?! You quickly pull out the document on your phone and compare it side by side to the lady you kidnapped. Same hairstyle..shit. Just as you were profoundly occupied in typing an apology to the anonymous user, you hear.. “You must have some nerve to kidnap the head of the Siracusan Mafia all by yourself, I’ll give you that.” The lady spoke, looking you dead in the eye with a poker face.

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