UNDERCOVER ⧗ BLACKHILL

Welcome To - 8

A/N: i'm so sorry for forgetting to upload yesterday, i'm volunteering this week at the pga tours rbc heritage on the range and im adding shifts cause it gets me outta the house 💀 yesterday i did a double by choice so that was 6am-7:30pm but it was sm fun!! like the best of the best and if yk, i got collin morikawas signature, saw rickie fowler, justin thomas, jordan spieth etc and died multiple times. those are the ones i grew up watching and still do. so seeing them only a few feet in front of me was >>>>>>>>>>

(Natasha's POV)

"Smart girl," Wanda says to me, as I tell her Marci's choice to join us full time. The Par 18's would be she would get what she sold them for, that would be her cut and other things she'd get the normal cut. "Ask her if she can come here, she can shadow if she wants on a run today."

"Sure, if she does, I can take her today," I offer, knowing I have a quick run later.

"Amazing."

Taking out my phone, I pull up Marci's messages from when Wanda gave me her number to make the deal for her to work with us.

Me: Hey, want to come over? Wanda wants to know if you want to shadow a run today.

Marci: Sure, I'll be happy to do that! Where's there, I don't know the address.

Me: 8482 Widow Lane

Marci: Perfect, be there soon.

"She'll be here soon," I tell Wanda, putting my phone away.

"Does she know how to get here?" Wanda asks, noting that she hasn't ever been here, she only knows the bar.

"Yep, sent her the address," I say confidently, not even thinking if Wanda wanted me to send it to her or pick her up so she wouldn't know it, or think about it.

"Thinking ahead of me, nice Romanoff."

"Thanks."

Walking out, I take a deep breath, that could've gone very differently, and not for the better. I know other people are doing runs today, but for some reason, I wanted to make sure she came with me. Not that I don't trust the others, I do, and not many people to my knowledge know that Marci is now working with us.

Marci also would probably want to be shadowing someone that she at least is an acquaintance with. This game, this arena, of drug dealing, being the Maximoff Crime Organization is a big one, one that can't afford a wrong move. Being with someone you've met only makes it easier.

That's the only reason why I'm doing this. None other.

For some reason, something inside of me is telling me to look nice for Marci. Usually, and I still will Marci or not, is dress unsuspecting. But I might just put some lip gloss on or some foundation. She may not be able to notice, but I'll know.

If Wanda knew, she'd probably want me to put more effort into all of my runs. Not that I don't, Wanda, myself and all the others know in this organization I pull my weight and do the job right. If I didn't, I wouldn't be here.

A few minutes later, I hear a ringing by the front door, alerting us that someone is at the gate, pushing the button. Going over to the connector, I can see that it's Marci.

"Hey, come in," I say through the receiver.

"Thanks," she replies and puts the car back in drive as I press the button to open the gate. 

As she pulls up to the mini roundabout, she parks off to the side and gets out of the car. She's in black leggings and a plain white t-shirt that fits her perfectly.