Runaway Girls

Chapter 3

Hunter walked up to the nightclub "The Rabbit Whole". The guy who owned it, Archer, was wicked rich. He also was part of the Mafia...somewhat at least.

She walked past people playing card games, people eating, people dancing. She hadn't been here in a long time. And she hadn't realized how much she missed it until now. "Hey Huntress! Where ya been?" a voice called out to her. Hunter turned her head to see a familiar face, Quinton, a man she had known for a long time. He was one of the best card players she knew. "My name's Hunter" she corrected him playfully. "Where's the boss?" she asked over the noise. "In his office" Quinton replied. Hunter nodded and started to walk away, when another call from Quinton made her stop. "Good job with you're last crime. It even got Kai impressed" he explained. "Well, if Kai was impressed, we must be doing something right" Hunter smirked, walking away. "Bye Hunter!" Quinton called after her. "Later!".

The security guard outside Archer's office opened the door, and Hunter walked in. "I thought you'd be buy" Archer said, without looking up from the papers he was reading. "Yeah, well, I need a favor" she said, plopping herself down in the chair in front of his desk. "And what would that be?" he asked, setting down the papers and looking at her. "The girls and I need to borrow you're jet" she said. "And why would you need that?" he questioned. "Well, since the entire state is on lock down, looking for us, we need to get out of here" she explained. "Fleeing the country.....bold move" Archer cooed. "Yeah yeah, can you get us out or not?" Hunter scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Yes, I can. And yes, I will cover for you" he added. "Where do you wanna go?" he asked. "Jamaica" Hunter said plainly. "Well, that's......lovely" Archer sighed, scrunching his nose. "Sooooo we can use the jet?" she asked hopefully. Archer nodded. "Great, thanks" Hunter smiled, standing up. She started for the door, but Archer stopped her. "Hey, Hunter! Have a few drinks, on the house" he suggested. "I'm 16, I think I'm good" she said. Archer smirked at her. "Goodbye Hunter" he said plainly. "Bye" she said, opening the door and walking out of the office.

As she walked by the table Quinton was sitting at, she stopped and observed the game at hand. "How'd it go?" Quinton asked, peering over his shoulder to look at her. "Went great. This'll be the last time I see you for a while" Hunter said, patting him on the back. "Well, good luck on your travels" Quinton smiled. "You too Quinton, you too" she said, before walking out of the club.