The Black Onyx Pact

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the DAFT are also known for their integrity and preparation, which make them extraordinarily decisive and excellent in every field.
    “In the military operation first ensure the victory and then give battle” , is the motto of the division, taken from the Art of War by Sun Tzu. The people and the press affectionately simply call them “ The Bulls ”. After a few minutes the women go back inside to finish preparing the meal, listening to the journalist reporting excited the arriving of the DAFT. Sibylle sighs, sits on a chair and immediately the black cat jumps in her lap in search of cuddles, which Sibylle gives him happily. Alma smiles.
    «Are you thinking about him, Sibylle? Of your Drakkar?» Alma asks, taking the white wine from the fridge.
    «No, she is thinking of his cock!» says Virginie, taking a cucumber and shaking it in front of Nora, who snorts irritated.
    Sibylle smiles then sighs again, kissing the cat behind the ear.
    «Yes, I was thinking about him. I was thinking where he could be now, what he is doing at this time. I don't know anything about him, he could be anyone. He could also be a rich asshole unable to dress by himself; or a boss who mistreats his employees; or maybe he is the employee who let everyone treat him bad — »
    «Sibylle, why you should care?» observes Virginie, continuing to harass Nora with the cucumber, trying to stick it in her ear. «As long as you're happy with him sexually, what do you care of the rest?»
    Alma giggles, before going to take the cucumber from Virginie's hand to slice it.
    «Of course she cares. The idea of him being an alpha male in everyday life would make him even more irresistible, am I right, Sibylle? Well, Virginie is right anyway: you shouldn't care of what he does or who he is, especially after you affirmed that he is nothing more than a sexual entertainment. And yes, he could be anyone, even a spineless idiot.»
     
    In the DAFT's helicopter, the man in charge of the armed group is finishing to wear his black balaclava and gloves; he adjusts the weapons tied to his thighs and finally he wears a protective anti-ballistic helmet. Ensures the snap hook to the cable and leans out of the open side of the helicopter with a rifle on his left hand, looking at the building nearby. On his back he has the symbol of the division: a black bull ready to gore.
    That man, the head of that operation, is Drakkar.
    He turns to give the last orders to his men for that intervention, and talks via earphone with the commander of the second group, whom is approaching in another helicopter. They need to act with precision and concentration.
    He lowers the visor and gets ready to drop on the roof of the building. The helicopter doesn't land, but stays in the air a few feet in height allowing the men to slide down with the cable. Once on the roof, Drakkar gives orders on how to move and split the group in three, and they all go in different directions. He and two others secure their wire on a safe place and begin to descend on one side of the building. Drakkar walks down vertically on the wall, then twines the wire around his ankle and begins to descend upside down, preparing to attack when arriving near the window at the third floor. He looks at the two men with him and motion them with his fingers to coordinate their actions with precision. The men nod. As soon as he receives the position of the others on his ear-set he waits until all are ready, then he gives the order to enter in action all at the same moment. He and the men with him bend elegantly their legs against the wall before breaking the windows with their feet, entering in action.

-          Chapter IV
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    “If you are depressed you are living in the past. If you are anxious you are living in the future. If you are at peace you are living in the present.”
 
    — Lao Tzu
    ~
     
    The next day, Sibylle, is at home painting.
    The ideas are many and the inspiration is now inexhaustible.

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