"Name."
"Emerson Prescott."
"What do you want?"
"I'm looking for someone."
"Hire a P.I."
"If only it were that simple Mr. Hitter."
Silver Hitter smirks. "I take it there's more to it?"
"Yes. I need to find someone and eliminate them. Contacts tell m...
A few days later, Jamie stands in front of her pool, glass of rosé in hand as she sips at it lightly, the sun beating against her revealed skin in her short, noodle strap bodycon dress.
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She hasn't been able to get the name Emerson Prescott out of her mind after the way her mom reacted when she heard it. It sounds some sort of familiar but she has no idea who this person is.
Turning around, her bare feet hit the ground as she makes her way back inside, hips swaying and she climbs the back stairs back into her house, downing the rest of her drink and setting the glass aside.
In the middle of her kitchen island, there's a bowl of pale pink lollipops and she grabs one, unwrapping the clear packet just as she hears,
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Jamie pauses at the sound of the knocks at her door then crosses through the first floor to pull it open, crossing her arms when she finds Crow standing there, dressed in an all black leather outfit and grey coat over top.
"Can we come in?"
"Who's we?" Jamie asks and on cue, Hitter makes his way up from their car, a mask covering his face as usual and the Davenport daughter sighs but steps aside. "How did you know where I lived?" She closes the door and leads the two siblings to her kitchen, where she offers them a glass of rosé but they decline, so she fills her own up and drinks half in one go- her lollipop forgotten.
"I'm a hacker, so I could easily find them...but Yasmine gave me access to all your addresses and private locations."
"Great." Finishing the rest of her drink, Jamie wipes the corner of her mouth, making sure her lipstick isn't smudged before setting the glass down. "I take it you have news for me? Because no offence but, I don't do friends."
"Well you can relax." Crow pulls out an envelope and slides it across the granite island, Jamie's hand scooping it up and opening it. She pulls out two images, one of a Filipino woman with dark hair and dark eyes, the other one of a white male with green eyes, tanned skin and blonde hair.
"Okay, so what?" Jamie slides the photos back and Crow and Hitter share a glance.
"We were hoping you recognised them." Crow says and Jamie shakes her head. "Well, that's Emerson Prescott...the woman is currently unknown but she shares the same surname."
Jamie picks the photos up again, hoping she'll get something the second time around but she still shakes her head. "I don't know this Prescott guy. Maybe come here next time when you have something useful-"
"He put a hit on you." Silver Hitter states and Jamie looks at him, eyes boring into his own as they both sift underneath the surface, trying to figure the other out and then she shrugs.
"Not the first time I've heard that. How do you know?"
"I was sent to kill you."
"Too scared to pull the trigger? I'll do it with you."
