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Through The Shadow 3 - Episode 8

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 THROUGH THE SHADOW SEASON 3

Through The Shadow 3 - Episode 8
Theme: The Fiery Boss Lady
Written by Angel Louis


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     Hours Later 

 ITALY:  MILANO CITY 

   Andrea' walked into her mom's beautiful mansion with smiles all over her face. It's been a while she spent some time with her mom. Always with her bossy dad and annoying twin brother ' Aiden' who sadly, took a liking of his dad over his mom.. She thought.

"Mommy I'm home" she squealed.

"I can see" her mom replied coming out of her Chambers.

"I've Miss you Mommy" she purred pulling herself into her mom's arms.
"Missed you too Andy" she retorted.

"You should never take my calls for granted young lady" Mrs Zilia frowned. Disengaging from her.

"Sorry Mom. Was actually muddled up in a mess" she retorted scratching her hair.

"What mess?"

"It's seon. He has left new York City to God knows where. Leaving me at square zero. Seeing is a really hard person to find. He can decide to travel to the western continents without leaving a trace behind'  Andre complained bitterly.

"I don't know what you see in seon, but all the Same. He's good for you. Considering what you'll achieve with him" 

"Thank God you understand better than dad" she rolled her eyes..

"And concerning seon,"... Mrs Zilia began
", your dad called and asked about you. He said Aiden announced to him this morning that seon is around and currently in his home"

"What?? That creepy $on-of-a- ßitch!" She cursed.

"Why is he back? Thought he would never let go of her" Andrea added on puzzlement.

"Is he into another girl?" Mrs Zilia asked.

"Thought so.. I think he's done with her" 

"Who is this 'Her' ?"

"Louisa Sullivan.." Andrea drawled.
Mrs Zilia tsked. " Speaking of Louisa, do you have what I asked for?" 

"Yes mom... I do"

"Good" she muttered.

"But mom, why did you request for it.? What have you got with her?" Andrea finally asked the question that has been bothering her.

" Come with me" she instructed taking her to her Chambers.

"No mom. Not the vault again" she frowned hard.

"Just shut up and follow me!" She ordered reaching for the curtain. She swiped it aside and a door came into view.

She pressed the visible red button and it opened.
They both stepped in and the elevator closed back again. 
Mrs Zilia pressed the second button and soon, they started decelerating. 

"How have you been coping without me mom"

"Not well, " her mom blurted out.

"But mom you actually know what this has cost you remember.? It cost you your marriage cause dad got really mad about it"

Mrs Zilia smiled. "Bad for him. I'm better off without your dad. Don't need any assistance financially or whatever" 

"It's a good thing you took after me Andrea, not like you brother who's bent over doing what he thinks is right" She huffed shaking her head.

The elevator suddenly came to a stop and the door opened itself.

They stepped out and walked along the long thin passage which had a faint light emitting from the bulb's...

"...Months ago, we lost track of a little girl. Her name's Ciara Cole. She escaped and started living with Louisa Sullivan..." 
Mrs Zilia started.

Andrea scoffed. " Make me understand something here mom... Is that why you are so obsessed with her?"

"...Ciara left my grasp and leaned unto Louisa for some months.... Luckily she was later found and brought back here. Then after some procedures with a therapist, I got to know she leaked every [email protected] information to Louisa... And you know what that means" 

"This isn't good at all" Andrea panicked biting her lower lip.

"I know, that's why I asked you to do that for me... So I can blackmail her for good before she destroys my own reputation" she smirked hard, taking a stop before a door.

She placed her thumb on a small digital screen which initialized it and the opened. Giving them access into the room...

"Well mom, what I have here is more than  blackmail.. it's a real truth about Louisa and it can as well destroy her reputation" She grinned wickedly.

"Interesting"  she commented as they stopped before a wide transparent screen.

"Is that the little girl?" Andrea asked

"Yes" her mom nodded smiling at what she's seeing.. her agents were training her.

"Isn't she too young to be holding a gun?" Andrea asked in puzzlement.

"It isn't a gun Andy, it's a riffle. It's used for training.. she'll have to master that before she gets a hold of the real thing"

" She's too tender mom" 

"..but brave. She's braver than all my girls and that's why I chose her for a course like this. 
I'm just preparing her now for a greater tomorrow. She'll get used to this technique just like Monique. 

Oh bless her soul" Mrs Zilia crossed her heart with her fingers.

"Monique was my best agent before death took her away.. she started her training at age ten to withstand pain and other necessities.  when she Finally grew up to the age of maturity, 
She was my favorite until those nose poking FBI's killed her for drugs exploitation" 

"Doesn't that get you scared mom? Sending a little girl for hard drugs? Isn't that worse?" Andrea panicked arching a brow at her mom.

" That's the plan. She is so innocent and no one will suspect a thing about her. Trust me Andrea' I know what I'm doing" 

"Just the way no one will suspect you for such great dealing... You created a secret vault underneath your house. Hmmm smart mommy"  Andrea sighed out staring at the electrical facilities around her. Her mom is truly a genius.

" Yeah yeah, so what did you find out about Louisa? " She changed the topic.

Andrea paused dipping her hand into her pocket. " Here" she handed a small phone over to her mom.

"Everything you need to ruin Louisa is right there" 

"Thank you" Mrs Zilia smirked evilly...
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