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While basking in some of Hollywood’s A list fashion and beauty trends, Raven, Madeline and the rest of the girls prepared themselves for what would become a very prosperous and bloody month for them. The time had come for them, the new recruits, to show what it was that they were made of. Yes finally, Olivia, Aliza, Angela, and Cassie would be able to walk on their own and stand alone as they seduced, fucked and killed the victims in which they lured into their beautiful and luxurious traps.
Like true life demon seeds, each woman would uniquely commit their inconceivable acts of terror as they maintained their high maintenance and diva fide characters. The ability to be versatile was the key to the game that these deadly women played. Being a true master of many crafts was their only means of survival. All the women had spent hours in training and learning the art of keeping their targets in suspense as well as developing their power to mesmerize them with a single look of what they called in their case the female bullseye.
It was only amongst them that one could understand why their eyes sparkled like that of a person’s in lust as they were set to take life. This was the same sparkle that helped them to mesmerize their marks. The girls seemed to have some sort of power over their victims. As they went along hijacking them for their bodily organs and being crazy ambitious and unstoppable was a triple bonus for them. The girls were set to travel to some of the world’s hottest spots and do what it was that they do best.
They would take San Diego on the Pacific Beach of California by storm. The girls newest Estate had 360-degree panoramic views of the Beach Bays ocean and the Blossom Boardwalk. There were six bedrooms, six baths, and an ocean front condo which included the same exact features as the gourmet kitchen with stainless steel appliances, granite countertops, stone floors, fireplaces, private elevators, beautiful bathrooms with spa tubs and marble vanities along with matching vessel sinks. The place also featured a six-car garage, dark wood cabinetry, granite and more. Raven’s taste was very impeccable and it showed greatly in this Estate. This would be her home, she thought. A home away from home.
The girls roamed the Estate in the nude and busied themselves with duties such as getting groomed, dressed, doing their hair, and painting their fingernails and toenails, chatting on their phones and more. Finally when all was said and done, there stood four extremely beautiful and diva fide organ snatching killing machines. All dressed in garments from some of the world’s most top notch and high-end fashion designers. They each hold a beautifully laser crafted Ferrari key in their hands. The girls had new toys. All except for Raven. Yoda had taken the liberty in buying all his women a set of hot wheels. They said that diamonds were girls’ best friend, but they greatly craved the horsepower. In his mind, a woman couldn’t live without her horse. It was there high! It was how she got off! By just simply riding her pony. He had to smile the biggest smile a face could muster when he purchased them their new toys. Each woman’s car matched their personality or portrayed something of their character.
Raven had her Pink Pony, Cassie had a 2006 red/tan Ferrari F430 Spider which she named Dick. Angela had the 2006 black/black Ferrari F430 Coupe which she called the Widow. Finally, it was Ms. Aliza McQueen with her 2005 royal blue/white Ferrari 612 Scaglietti which she named her Blue Butterfly. Madeline on the other hand was much older and chose to roll around in the much classier Ghost by Rolls Royce.
Buzzing off the cocktails, draped in their bodysuits from Prada, Gucci wrap dresses and more, the women headed out the door in the direction of Hotel California; a high end local venue not too far from the Estate. Raven and Madeline wore matching white structured blazers and cropped pants from Dior looking like every bit of the true business women they were and to top it off, they wore a pair of two thousand dollar Blanco Platform sandals from Brian Atwood.
Each woman stepped into their vehicles after deactivating their car alarms. Started their engines and pulled out of the six-car garage area of their newest Estate on their way to Hotel California to take care of business and have a great time too. Meanwhile, while Raven, Madeline, and the girls were all highway bound in their exotic envoy of Ferraris and Madeline's sexy white on white Ghost by Rolls Royce. Yoda and Vera were at some after party for Victoria’s Secret. All were super high off molly and blunts of Kush which were in heavy circulation.
The party was live. The vibe was mellow and so was Yoda as he slouched back in the velvety seats observing Vera and the others through the mosaics, mirrored walls which reflected beautifully off the club’s chandeliers. The place was decorated finely and even offered chef prepared French-Riviera influenced food but it wasn’t food that was on Yoda’s mind. It was pussy, money and death. There was business that needed tending to and Chris seemed to be the perfect target or match for his old friend Mr. Delfonzo.
Now the only thing to do was to get Vera to play her part and on the same page as him. All this ran through Yoda’s mind as he continued to watch the two. In fact, Yoda was so caught up in his thoughts and watching the couple through the mirror, he never even noticed that Vera’s friend and agent Pam had arrived late to the party until she had crept up on him. However, though he just laughed it off and took this chance to excuse both himself and Vera from the party of four by asking Pam to keep Chris company while he spoke business with Vera. Soon after the two found themselves in the ladies’ restroom in a hardcore sex act. Fuck it! Yoda thought. The molly was working and the Kush gave him the extra push he needed. He wasted no time in attacking the pussy upon their entry into the women’s room.
Moments later, she was satisfied and he began to try to convince her that she must take Chris out for the fuck of his life literally. It was the doctors order and the right thing to do. After getting his dick sucked and promising to make her the next pop princess, Yoda vanished and wasn’t seen any more that night.
Meanwhile after pulling up to the venue in their envoy and making their statement, the women had taken the club by storm and began selecting their victims carefully. Each woman had been given a list with thorough descriptions of their intended targets. From what size, build and race they needed to be, to quote their eye color, hair color, and how healthy they should be. In other words, there was a quota that must be met and all Raven and Madeline had to do was oversee it all.
New York was still on fire and FBI agent Blake MackLemore wasn’t planning on letting up anytime soon especially after finding more bodies from their missing persons list. Shit, word was that he and his team of agents even started to hit the club scenes very hard, pretending to be buyers and dealers of the underworld’s red market. It was just one thing that was fucking them up with their success and that was the people of that world. Those who bought and sold the organs only spoke of such things in code that only they could decipher but of course, Blake didn’t know that! It was much easier for the right people to spot them. However, go and inform Yoda who didn’t seem to care or have a worry for that matter if there was money still being made.
Ms. Newman was happy the team was content and so was Yoda. The girls continued to party and grab their marks. That was the easiest part of their jobs. The hardest part was luring their victims out of their towns, states and soon countries to the suburbs of Long Island. Of course, after heavily drugging their victims to keep them out of it and unaware of what was taking place. This part was very risky. Yoda didn’t care because his plans were to keep the Feds off balance for as long as possible. He wanted to keep them thinking they were dealing with a serial killer when in fact it was a team of beautiful organ stealing divas. It was the only way that Yoda could keep FBI agent Blake MackLemore and his team of agents off their trail. Yoda knew that he must continue to dump the bodies into the deep dark depths of Long Island’s South Side Shore Beaches.
He stressed this to the girls who had finished their assignments in the great state of Cali. They would soon be on their next assignment after safely getting their newest victims back to the West Orange, New Jersey Estate. Fresh blood always brought new toys for the high maintenance divas. They just had to love it, thought Raven after ending the call she made to tell Yoda work was indeed finished.
Chapter Fifteen