The Anchor

11

"The whole jazz square of this club is turning my eyes!" Zoey yelled so she can be heard. "And I can't help it, but move accordingly. Can you see me, Kara?" She was beginning to talk to herself since Kara didn't hear the second part.

She was more focused on looking for Renard, or even Julius. Anyone of them could lead her to the spot she saw in her dreams.

"Hey, you guys!" Layla walked up to them looking kinda drunk. "Do you care for some white magic?"

Kara furrowed her brows at what was on her hand. "What's that? Are those drugs?" She asked with a frown on her face.

"You only get to rebel one day!" She said out loud, dancing and moving to the rhythm of the jazz.

Kara was only nodding to it. She wouldn't like it if she get too carried away like her friend Zoey who seem to have forgotten they were here on a mission.

But then she stopped and furrowed her brows in suspicion, and thoughts. She then turned to look at Zoey as she just danced like there was no care for the world, forgetting that they were on a mission. And then at Layla with drugs in her hand.

Her jaws immediately clenched as she solved her suspicion. "That drink."

"Hey." A guy came walking towards them.

"Hey!" Layla responded and left with him.

Kara just shook her head, but then her eyes spotted Julius.

"Zoey!" She called, but Zoey was totally trapped in the jazz, and now seemed unavailable to Kara.

Kara huffed and decided to do things herself. She walked and squeezed herself out of the many people in the club in other to get to the left edge of the room she saw Julius proceed into.

After successfully coming out, and getting to the front, she could feel her head pound since she was now in front of the DJ, and the speakers.

She ignored it and edged left towards what seemed to be a hallway out of the dance floor.

She was beginning to get lucky that no one was watching as security, and that she wasn't wearing heels.

She noiselessly walked, looking around the place in fear of anyone coming out behind her with a gun in their hands. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't scared.

She couldn't find Julius anymore, so she didn't know where to enter among the many doors in the hallway. She was scared of opening one since she didn't know what she'll meet.

Her heart leaped, as she began to hear footsteps.

"Oh no no no. If only I was invisible. I wish to be." She rambled in fear knowing there was no place to enter in fear of entering the Lion's den, and it was too late.

"Are my eyes deceiving me, or I thought I saw someone?" She heard a cracked voice that seemed to be laced in fear.

She turned to look and saw Renard, and her eyes widened. "Oh."

Renard shook his head ignoring what he saw especially knowing his life could be done and dusted.

Kara frowned wondering why Renard wasn't seeing her. She was standing right next to him, but he just passed.

"Maybe he ignored me because he's got his problems stacked up in his mind." She muttered to her herself.

She nodded getting her theory and silently followed him out of the hallway, and they edged left to another hallway, and he entered the only door that was in it.

He kept the door widely opened, and she poked her head and spotted the other guy in her vision.

She frowned wondering how she could enter inside. There seem to be a lot of people inside. People she didn't see.

She brought her camera out from her bag and took deep breaths. Now or never.

"Grant!" She heard making her heart stop, and her eyes widened in horror.

She quickly turned to the guy who called that was standing right in front of her.

"What is it?" Grant equally came out.

She was looking at the both of them wondering how they were both standing in front of her, but not seeing her.

"Go inform Leopard that the visitor has arrived."

Grant nodded and walked back inside.

The guy looked at the blank wall where Kara stood and just walked out.

Kara let out a huge heavy breath, her mind still contemplating what just happened.

"A..am I invisible?"

She poked her head out of the wall to look at the open room once again wanting to test her theory of being invisible or not.

She took another deep breath and showed herself in front of the door looking at everyone inside, and at Renard who just stayed still on his knee, and the guy Leopard seating relaxed on what looked to be a throne.

She took two steps inside, but still went unnoticed. She placed her hand on the opened door to see she was touchable, and thereby feelable.

"I'm sorry, Leopard. I'm so sorry." Renard pleaded on his knees.

Kara took her camera and snapped, but the shutter sound made everyone look around. She immediately stopped snapping, wore her camera around her neck, and brought her phone out instead.

She turned off the shutter sound and began snapping everything she could find, and even the name of the club behind Leopard who suddenly stood up.

"I've always known you were a mistake, you clumsy fool! What you spoilt is worth more than your sorry life." Leopard told him with anger laced in his voice, and he pointed his gun at Renard.

Renard immediately cringe. "Please don't. Don't kill me. I tried to do what you asked for, but I couldn't...I couldn't raise the money. Have mercy please." He desperately begged.

It was exactly what Kara saw in her vision

She checked her phone to see the date and time. It was exactly six.

She looked at the about-to-be-dead man. She needs to save him.

"You're now useless to me."

Kara's eyes widened. She immediately ran and kicked the gun out of Leopard's hand. The gun fired randomly and fell to the ground.

"The hell!" Leopard said with a frown.