Chapter 2

It's already night when I reached my home. I went first to my room and put the envelope on the top of my table. I just changed my clothes and didn't eat my dinner anymore since I already eat noodle earlier.

I sat on my chair and opened thr envelope that Boss handed to me earlier. There are pictures and papers inside. The pictures contain Jaxon Evans while having his everyday life. Just by looking at her appearance, I can conclude that he is in his early 20's.

I take a closer look at the pictures. There's one picture of him talking to an old woman while holding a phone.

"Maybe he is disguising as a promodizer," I said to myself. His uniform is a white t-shirt with a logo of C in the upper right part.

I read the papers and found out that he is working as a promodizer in Mall of Dionisio, a very famous Mall in our country. Luckily, this place is just 20 minutes away from my place.

I continue on reading the information about him. There's no information abiut where he lives.

When I'm already sure about what I'm going to do, I went to sleep. I'll start my plan tomorrow.

-

I leave my house at 8:00 in the morning, knowing that Mall of Dionisio will open at 9:00 am. I just want to make sure that I'll reach the shop where my target works earlier than him.

I reach the Mall at 8:23 am. It is still early so I'm not surprise when there are no people waiting outside. I just stand in the main entrance of the Mall and waited for it to open.

While waiting, I saw a familiar old man walking nearby.

"Mister Guevara!" I shouted. I walked towards him and bow my head.

"Oh! Rylee! It's been a years since I last saw you!" he greeted me. "Why are you here so early, by the way?" he asked.

"Uhm, I'm going to apply for a job," I said. Well, that's a part of my plan.

"Really? I can help you with that. What shop are you going to apply?" he asked.

"Wait," I took out my phone from my bag and opened it. I search for the picture inside my gallery.

"Here. I'm going to apply for the shop with this uniform," I answered while showing him the picture of the uniform similar to the uniform of my target.

He looked closely to the picture.

"Woah! What a coincidence! That's my shop! We are selling gadgets. That's our uniform," he said. "Don't apply anymore. You're already accepted."

"Really? Thank you!" I said with gratitude. I didn't imagine that the first step will be that easy.

"No worries. You're my close friend's daughter. I owe a lot to your father, that's why I want to help you," he replied.

"Still, thank you for accepting me."

"By the way, come with me so that you can start now," he said before we walked to the authorized personnel door.

-

"Thank you, Mister Guevara," I said when he said that I can now start my job.

"That's nothing. Remember what you're going to do, huh? Just assist the costumers. The more costumers to assists and buy under your name, the more your salary will be," he reminded me.

"I understand. I'll take my job seriously," I answered before Mister Guevara leave and enter his office.

There's still 10 minutes before the mall opens. I just sit in the one of the chairs insidr the shop and waited for the others to arrive.

Moment later and two ladies entered the shop. They also have the same uniform as mine.

"Hello!" the one lady greeted me while walking towards my direction.

"Hi," I greeted them back.

"Are you new here?" the other one asked.

"Yes. Mister Guevara accepted me as a promodizer earlier. It's my first day," I answered.

"That's great! I'm Natasha, and this is my bestfriend, Chynna. We are the cashier in this shop," Natasha said while extending her arm to me.

"I'm Rylee. Nice to meet you," I also extend my arm we shake each others hand.

"Goodluck to your first day. If you have any questions, you're free to ask us, anytime," Chynna said.

"Yes. I'll keep that in mind," I replied before they walk to the cashier area.

I don't really like talking to other people, especially when they're strangers. I'm comfortable and noisy when I'm with the people that I know personally, but too quite to others.

While exploring ny sight in the shop, the door at the back opens and a man showed up. Bingo, here's my target.

I smiled when he noticed me looking at hin. He also smiled back. Heh, a smile of a psychopath.

I look at the other parts of the shop and ignore him, but I can see in my peripheral vision that he's walking towards me. I pretend like I didn't notice him.

He stopped and sat on the chair beside me.

"Hi. You're new here, right?" he asked.

I looked at him and gave him a 'genuine' smile. "Yes. Actually, it's my first day as a promodizer," I answered.

"That's nice. I'm also a promodizer here. I'll guide you since it's your first day," he said. "I'm Jaxon, and you are?"

"Rylee. Nice to meet you," I greeted him.

I'm not surpised that he said his true name to me. I read on the papers that the people don't know his true name. They just know Jaxon as the 'Saw Man', since he's using saw to kill his victims.

"Nice to meet you too. The shop will open in any minute now. Be ready."

-

It is already 6:00 in the evening when I decided to go home. It's been 9 hours since I start working here.

"Mister Guevara, I'll go home now," I said while getting my bag from my locker.

"Sure. By the way, congratulations, you assists 9 costumers in just a day. That's good! Keep it up."

"Thank you, sir," I replied before Mister Guevara left.

I was about to leave the shop when someone holds my shoulder from behind. I looked behind me and saw Jaxon. I smiled at him.

"Why? Do you need anything?" I asked him.

"Nothing. I just want to say that you did a great job. You're a good promodizer," he compliment me.

"Thanks," I said. I touched his biceps while saying those words. I also gave him a seductive look. That's all part of my plan. I need to be close to him. With that way, I can earn his trust, even I know that he doesn't give trust easily.

"You're already going home?" he asked.

"Yeah," I replied.

"Be safe in roads. Take care," he said. After that, I left the shop.

This is just the start of my mission. I will do better soon. I must finish it as soon as possible. Now, I only have 9 days to do it. Time's running.