Black Organization Targets

Target Code

Karen was sitting in her study. The walls of the room are red bricks neatly arranged without furnishings. The room is rectangular in shape with a length-by-width size of seven by four meters. While the size of the room is three meters. There are four long windows measuring four meters wide, and two and a half meters high, the bottom is almost touching the bottom of the floor. From the window, a garden appears. Karen did not install a curtain, so the garden lamp highlighted going into the room, creating an abstract image on the floor. 

Karen didn't install the room lights in her study. Karen only installed standing lights in two corners of the room, the left and right sides near her seat. There is a small table attached to the wall, almost close to the corner lamp. On the table was a room fragrance furnace. 

The way the room's fragrance worked was that Karen had to pour aromatherapy oil mixed with a little water on top of the furnace. After that, the oil is heated with wax that is laid into the furnace hole. As long as the fire is still burning, the aromatherapy will spread throughout the room. Karen likes the smell of sandalwood.

Karen sat on her workbench, made of teak wood. Karen ordered especially from a craftsman. Karen doesn't like to buy her home furnishings from the store. She prefers an exclusive design for her. 

In Karen's hand now there was a tablet lit up, revealing the name of D.C. Madam. That's the woman who coded the tiger. Karen wore a black color ring on her index finger. Her reading glasses reflected the letters describing who D.C Madam was to Karen. 

"She deserves to die," Karen muttered. 

Karen was wearing black silk overalls. She didn't tie her hair. She let her hair down covering her cleavage. The canal did not cover all parts of her upper body. Karen didn't like wearing a bra, so her nipples seemed to stand out behind those silk overalls. 

Karen read accompanied by a cup of coffee. It was the Manager who made her coffee first that night before leaving for his own business. 

Karen raised her coffee cup with her gaze fixed on the tablet. She moved her hand slowly, the cup lips touched Karen's innocent lips. Karen took a thin sip of black coffee.

The taste of coffee never betrays. It has always been bitter and still favored by Karen. If asked why bitter coffee is easily enjoyed by Karen, Karen doesn't know the answer. Karen's life may have a worse taste than bitter coffee because Karen could enjoy that black coffee without sugar without the slightest complaint. The bitter coffee was already sweet in her mouth. 

"D.C Madam," Karen spelled out her tiger-coded target name. "Her death will be talked about by many people."

A coded target means a public figure who has an important role in a particular network. While the snake-coded target means that the target is the heir to the conglomerate family, if it is not the child who harms the surname, the other possibility is the child who is considered obstructed by the brother as the heir. Ezi is an example of a snake-coded target. One of the family members considered him the main obstacle, so he was removed. 

Karen put the tablet on the table that contained only her coffee cup and smartphone. Karen doesn't use laptops or Computer PCs. She focused on the few objects that were really needed. Karen took her gaze off the tablet screen, she stared straight ahead, at an empty place. 

In front of Karen, there is really only free space. There is nothing. The rest of the room was left unadorned. The study for Karen is a meditation room, where she can see the target with her imagination so that she doesn't need other objects around her. 

Karen imagined what she could do to D.C Madam with the help of that empty space. Using imagination, she presented the figure of D.C Madam in front of her. They conversed for a few moments and Karen found a way to kill her. 

Karen grinned. She turned off the tablet and left it on the table. Karen walked out of her study with her smartphone and coffee cup in hand. She did not forget to turn off the table lamp. Now, all that was lit in the room was a corner lamp. 

Karen walked into a room where she experimented with making toxic perfumes. She chose the right ingredients to give to D.C Madam. After experimenting until the morning, Karen smiled with satisfaction at the results. She had already tested it on a mouse. It sprayed it on the mouse and locked the mouse in a cage. 

"We'll see how many days you last." 

Karen walked out of her experimental room when the sun was already rising. She saw the Manager sitting in the living room. 

"It's been a while?" asked Karen to the Manager. 

"You're not asleep?" 

Karen sat in front of the Manager, with an indifferent attitude she observed the nails of her fingers. 

"I made a gift for the target," she said then smiled. She continued, "Have you made breakfast?" asked Karen spoiled. 

"Not yet. I don't know when you'll be out of the room," the Manager said. 

"Humm, then, make me breakfast, while I'm going to take a shower. What is my schedule today?" 

"You just need to choose a scenario for the next filming and discuss the assassination plan with me," the Manager replied. 

"Okay. Just put the scenario in the usual place. We talk after breakfast," Karen said who then left the Manager to go inside her own room. 

The Manager receives a call from someone coded in the name of the Boss. To the Boss, the manager said, "She is ready with a new poison." 

One month later, came the appointed day for Karen to meet with D.C Madam. D.C Madam wants to be with Karen for one night only, then Karen must seize the opportunity.

They met in a hotel. Karen knocked on the door where D.C Madam was waiting. Someone opened the door for Karen. That person is D.C Madam herself. 

Karen received a welcome in the form of a woman's friendly smile. Karen and D.C Madam embraced warmly. Karen came wearing a career women's suit according to D.C Madam's will. While D.C Madam was wearing a baby doll. The level is still tight. Her hair was dyed brown and her body skin was smooth white. Her legs were long and smooth and at this time she was not wearing any footwear. She led Karen to sit down on the sofa. 

"I brought a gift for you," Karen said as she took the gift from the bag. 

"Perfume?" D.C Madam was taken aback. 

"I made it myself. Some time ago it was still a hobby, but now I have discussed the concept of development with the manager," said Karen. Of course, it's just a lie.

"Oh... you're beautiful and talented," the 37-year-old said. "If you need money, just tell me." 

Karen chuckled as she scanned D.C Madam's still tight body. 

"May I try?" asked D.C Madam. 

"Yes, Please," Karen said. 

D.C Madam sprayed it on both wrists and behind the ears. She smelled the scent and exclaimed, "I can smell jasmine," she said, fascinated. Her eyes lit up looking at Karen. 

“I love the scent. Where do you know I like jasmine?" 

"It was the manager who told me. We don't want you to drive me out tonight," Karen said quietly in her second sentence. 

D.C Madam chuckled. She put the perfume Karen gave on the table gently. 

"Certainly not. Because I invited you," said D.C Madam who then brought her body closer to Karen. They kissed. Karen will play a sweetheart who just got off work for D.C Madam that night. 

Karen has been trained to do that with women as well, so she knows what to do. Not only did Screen Pleasure make her a blue movie star paired with a male, but they also made her have a screenplay whose partner was a girl. Tonight Karen will act as the domineering partner of D.C Madam. 

When making out with D.C Madam, Karen remembers the days when she first had sex with women. Everything is ambiguous and weird. Her brain couldn't think which was right and wrong, which was normal and abnormal. Until she reached the conclusion that her decision to become a member of Screen Pleasure from the beginning was wrong. Now, in order to break free, Karen agreed to kill 100 people, including D.C Madam.