The Rockstar

It was after his last song when he got a glimpse of Andrei.  He didn't even bother to say anything to the stage managers.  The director run after him but he ignored them all.  He received a message in his Ipod that Andrei found his stepsister and it's more important than anything else.  Finally...my revenge can commence...  He mused to himself as he slammed the door open.  "What news?"  He throw his jacket to the sides and paced around the room half-naked.  "Did you find her?"  His voice desperate as he stared at the agent.

Andrei nodded once.  "I have, sir."

"SO?!  What's her name, you idiot!?"  He roared.  "Do I have to voice out everything?"  He slumped himself on the sofa and drank a bottled water.

"Altair, Fallon.  21 years of age...Armenian-American."  Andrei presented the folder.

He took the folder from the tall blonde blue-eyed NBI agent and did not wasn't any moment to flip through the pages until there lies a picture of his supposed stepsister.  He grimaced.  "She looks like her..."  He threw the folder on the table.  "Good work, Andrei.  I take it you saw her personally?"

"I'm afraid I wasn't able to breech through the security system, sir."

He glared back at his bodyguard.  "Are you making me laugh?  You're an Accel aren't you?"

"I am a stealth type, yes...  But your sister is followed by one like me, sir.  It is not advisable to pursue...especially when the one eying her is of greater capability."  Andrei answered admitting his weakness.  "Of course...it's not even considering that she lives near HADES."

"What the fuck is HADES?!"  He roared and threw the bottle on the wall near the door in time when his manager entered.

Monique raised a brow at the bottle and observed her boss.  "Don't go destroying things, Niko.  I will not pay for anything broken and will let the police take you anytime."  She looked at the other man in the room.  "You're back."

"Yes, sister."  Andrei smiled.

She observed both of them and curiously glared at her boss.  "What the hell is happening?"  She asked in a very dangerous tone as she leaned on the coffee table in front of Niko Udalov who is now as meek as a lamb.

Niko swallowed.  "Nothing...Monique.  We're just talking."  He answered.

"Talking?"  Monique walked around the table and straddled Niko - her short skirt running up her tights.  She leaned closer until her luscious lips are but an inch apart from the rockstar.  "Listen well...  If I hear as much as a whisper that you're planning on revenge, I'm going to ban your exclusivity to..."  She placed his hands on her breasts.  "...these."  She stared at him.  "You get that?"

Niko nodded dumbly.  But by the very next week....

"NIKO!"  Monique entered the lavished suite and stared at an empty room.  Niko's clothes are gone along with his favorite guitar.  "NIKO!!!!!!!!!!!!"  The walls cracked and the ceiling gave in.  It was later reported that the pent house of Niko Udalov collapsed and the musician's body disappeared.

TBC.