A smile tugged at Natasha’s well-glossed lips. The perfect plan was forming.

Of course, it was quite an evil plan and some people might get hurt as a result, but that didn’t worry her. That mobile phone was part of her plot to get her father out of prison. It was vital that she got it back immediately. Time was of the essence.

Opening her handbag, Natasha took out a small black container. Inside was a variety of small objects. Now, which one would do the job?

After due consideration, Natasha selected something.

‘Perfect,’ she said quietly.