1. The Wanted

Wrinkles sparkled on her face, her slim body in a pink suit and a hat which few could afford. Faces around the table tensed except her who remained calm and eyes hidden under the hat focused on the cards on the gambling table.

She looked older but the best at poker than anyone around the table as she won most of the rounds filling her side with countless chips. They went for the other round and the moment she revealed her four-of-a-kind cards everyone's hope shuttered.

A middle-aged man (Chaisai), his hair combed back and donned a black suit clenched his fists and failed to hide a deep frown on his face.

He recalled the moment she joined their table having many chips and everyone thought a millionaire ready to squander her money. They allowed her on the table to clean her pockets however, the plan crushed before started.

He was the owner of the casino but also enjoyed gambling. He never lost the way he did today and to an elder at that. Curious of her identity he turned to the man beside him

"Look into her"

Didn't take long for him to find out the woman was among the huge shareholders of MILAN corporation. His eyes widened because MILAN was among the successful corporations in Thailand. Did the woman visit his casino only for gambling? He wanted to find out.

Later on, the woman gathered her money in a briefcase and was to leave but a man with bolder shoulder and donned a black suit blocked her way.

He watched her with a stern face for a second then he bowed slightly and forced a smile "Hello madam, my boss wanted a word with you. Please spare a minute?"

The woman watched the young man whose polite words never matched the face. However, she didn't protest and followed him.

She was brought into one of the VIP chambers in the casino. Inside Chaisai sat on a sofa with his crossed legs and only after he saw her, he raised.

"I know you must be busy but you didn't choose to decline my request. Thank you, ma'am"

She remained rigid staring at four bodyguards behind him. Chaisai noticed her gaze and thought they scared her, especially the fact she didn't have one to herself. So he sent them outside to remain two of them.

She took a seat and only after she did her hand moved inside her jacket pocket. He almost thought she might be taking a gun if not for the fact she was just an old woman.

She calmly pulled out a cigarette and put to her lips.

Chaisai felt he made a fool of himself. Why he even thought she was to take a gun, damn she was just older.

He moved his eyes to the cigar and recognized the most expensive he ever used and then traveled his eyes to her shoes, suit, watch, and hat and noticed everything costed legs and arms.

Everything matched the owner of MILAN but he thought if he pretended to know her, he might ruin it.

"Ma'am, I appreciated your skills it was incredible to believe" he said like a huge fan

He stared at the slim woman before him who acted as if he never existed and kept smoking and wondered if she ignored him on purpose.

"So I thought we could get to know each other better. They call me Chaisai, can I get the honor to know you, ma'am?"

He tried his best to act like a person who never liked others kneel before him. His brows wrinkled because was obvious the woman ignored him. When he thought that, he heard a woman's calm voice uttered

"Scupper"

He was confused because Scupper was a famous nickname for a famous international wanted criminal. And why the woman mentioned the devil here?

"Scupper? You mean..."

"I am" shortly she answered

His expression hardened even the forceful smile faded. He watched the woman who kept smoking then he laughed. Even if no one understood Scupper's targets there was no way her to be. Besides, the way Scupper did his work no way he was this old and a woman to add.

However, he recalled something which made his smile vanish. His brother warned him of anyone introducing as Scupper even if was for jokes. The murderer tends to introduce his identity before anything else.

At the same moment though, smoke started filling the room for no reason. Chaisai stood from the chair wondering where the smoke came from.

The fire alarm gave furious noises and those Inside the casino thought somewhere a fire broke out so immediately they rushed outside panic written on their faces.

When Chaisai wondered what happened the elder remained nonchalant and kept smoking.

The moment he returned his gaze to the old woman, he was surprised by the small blade tossed toward him.

He bent backward letting the blade miss his head while the hint hit him, the woman didn't lie. Fortunately, his bodyguards seeing the smoke wanted to see their boss's safety so they burst in. Only to see their boss pulled a gun and was trying to shoot the woman.

He tried to shoot but she moved faster beyond her age and led him to miss the target. And the moment she ran and jumped she threw her dagger toward him.

"Is she human? who the hell is she?" One of bodyguards asked in disbelief

"We have to save boss you shithead!"

The moment the smoke faded old woman was nowhere and Chaisai sat still on the couch while a stiletto dagger rested in his throat.