champagne flutes

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DEVON POV

Fuck its cold up here. Freezing my motherfucking balls off for this prick. Ugh.

I watch him handing the package to the man he is with. Sleezeball. This man is a major coke distributor but right now he is my target. Ive been up here watching him for the past 48 minutes. I cant wait to get down from here and get a hot drink. I cant even feel my finger tips, im not sure id be able to have control of them enough to pull the trigger.

I look at the refrence photos I was given when he was assigned to me. More so I was assigned to him.

Hes old, and scary looking. Being the person I am really has its benefits. I think I am going to take this one a different route.

I check my phone making sure the tracker on his car is still active.

Sorry dillan, im gonna have to cut our date short. Ive got a party to get ready for

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NADIA POV

Stupid fucking traffic. Thats it. Im gonna be late.

"Hi yea sorry thanks, I am gonna walk the rest of the way."

I hand the cabbie a 20 and hop out. Its raining a little but I have a little umbrella with me. I jog across the street carefully in my heels. I used to work at a restaurant and the uniform was dress and heels. Im telling you I am fully confident that I can run almost as fast as I can regularly when I am in heels.

The horns go off. Congratulations, your horn works. It doesnt change the fact that the subway is closed for repair and a maple leafs game just let out. Rush hour traffic in toronto is enough to make me want to kill myself. I walk under the shops onnings keeping somewhat dry. When I round the corner I see the hall. Oh shit this is fancy. Am I underdressed?

At most people with think I am a powerful lesbian. Who cares. Im in a blush pant suit with a high slicked back pony and black pumps.

My hair swings behind me as I pick up my pace. A large crowd is exiting and I can slip through.

I maneuvre my way through the group of people and I make it through the doors. I see the security guards keeping watch and I know Im gonna get caught.

I look over the sea of people and pick my victim.

Its basically asking for me to take it

I go over to her and I go in for a huge hug. I miss hugs so I take what I can get okayyy

"Holy hell! Joanna! How have you been? Its been so long! look at you, you look gorgeous."

I put my arms on her shoulders and she looks at me odd. I run my hands down her side admiring her figure.

"Oh my god you are not joanna. I am so sorry miss. Have a nice night"

She pulls away with an odd glance and i fix my jacket.

"Excuse me, miss. There is a private event this evening."

I turn to be confronted by an overweight old security guard. I internally roll my eyes at him but on the outside I let myself shrink as much as I can. I put on my doe eyes and I look up to him

"Oh I- uhm"

"Miss, you need an invitation to get in"

He grabs my arm and starts to pull me to the security booth

My heart beats at this enjoying the thrill

"officer jackson. I know that."

I look at his nametag knowing this ass will get a power trip out of being mistaken for an officer

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