Bonnie and Lies

Sleep tight.

Donny smiled, "Sure thing boss."

He drove off while the police were still yelling at the Barnes and Noble like a group of idiots, smoke was slowly rising from the vacant building, which they paid no mind to as they had clearly not taken notice of the lack of response to their many negotiation attempts.

"Where to?"

"HQ," Lyann answered and received a look from Jordan, reminding her that the new "addition" to the group, no matter how amusing, was still not to be trusted. She shot him a look right back, letting him know that she knew this and needs him to keep Bonnie distracted she had a plan. Jordan give her a subtle nod to let her know he understood his task.

"So..Bonnie is it?"

"Yes," Bonnie confirmed unsure if that was a wise move.

"How old are you?"

Lyann shook her head at the lame conversation starter. Was he thinking that this was a casual meeting of two people that didn't know each other at a mutual friend's party? Could he be more obvious?

"Why do you ask?"

"Just wondering."

Jordan I swear to everything that is holy are fucking kidding me? Just wondering?!?! This is not a causal situation and she knows this for Pete's sake. Who the hell kidnaps a person and start causally wondering about them and their lives you blabbering fool?

She leaned forward towards Donny's seat trying not to express outwardly her frustration with her colleague, and took a sleeping dart out of the seat pocket. She asked Donnie a question at normal volume to refrain from raising suspicion.

"Donny turn up the AC please?" Lyann winked and Donny understood the plan. He, Lyann and Jordan have been a sort of team and had trained together for years learning to sometimes only speak in body language.

"Sure thing boss," Donny replied with one hand on the wheel and one hand turning up the Heat.

"Thank you."

"Well forgive me if I don't want give any information about myself to my kidnappers."

"Touche, but I could get your information anyway. We have your ID and if needed, we will torture your social security number out of you or anything else we need. Forgive me if I just want to get things done the easy way."

"Fine. I'm twenty-six," Bonnie said realizing she had lost this round and also feeling the raising temperature in the car. "Is it hot in here or is it-"

"My sex appeal? Love, I know. My hotness is both a blessing and curse," Lyann said confidently clearly trying to annoy Bonnie.

"Really, Lyann? Honey, I promise you- you're not that hot," Bonnie responded to the cheesiness that spewed out of Lyann's mouth. "It's probably the Ac or something."

"Really, Bon-Bon? I am quite sure I saw you flush when you saw me in that perfectly air conditioned Barnes and Noble."

"I was not blushing if anything my cheeks were losing color! After all you were pointing a gun at me!" Bonnie was shocked and a little embarrassed she had noticed her blushing.

"Not the whole time," Lyann said while putting her arm around Bonnie and injecting her with the sleeping dart.

"Hey," Bonnie said groggily, the drug already taking effect "What the fuck, Lyann?"

"Relax, you're just going to sleep for a bit, Love. We can't have you knowing where HQ is now, can we?"

"You....bitch," Bonnie managed to get out before passing out.

"Ugh, how rude, Love."

Ignoring Bonnie's light snoring, Lyann threw the empty dart into the back seat pocket. Guiding Bonnie's head into her lap, Lyann rested her hand atop the sleeping girl's head and payed no mind to the questioning look Jordan gave her. With Donny's shitty driving and Jordan's occasional comments, Lyann didn't think of a better way to spend a Tuesday evening.