Sweet And Sour

•Twins •

There she stood in the entrance of the train.
Athena had only one job. That was to snatch a silver briefcase undetected, easy enough right?
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You moved your way to the economy carriages and took your seat, placing the decoy briefcase under the table between your legs. The plan was simple, swap the case full of the money for the fake one before anyone noticed.

Out of the corner of your eye you noticed to the table next to you was a rather young seeming guy slumped against a window, most likely asleep it was the evening after all. Suddenly two rather well dressed men walked to the young man. Another one of the men, dark skin with bleached hair dressed in a fancy suit. The final man especially caught your eye. He had dark brown hair and a thick moustache, he too also sported a suit tailored fit to his body. You dived your nose back into a newspaper that you got from one of the attendants though it was hard to concentrate as you eavesdropped into their conversation.

"Right so slight change of pla- jesus christ"
Etching forward ever so slightly to get a glimpse at what was happening, you noticed that young guy was not in fact asleep but was bleeding from his eye sockets.
"Lemon what the fuck are we gonna do first the briefcase is gone now his sons dead we are fucked mate"
Ears pricked up at the sound of the briefcase, someone must have gotten to it first. After that sentence you couldn't help yourself but intervene.

"Yep that kids definitely dead"
The two men turned around staring at you.
"I'm sorry love who the fuck are you?" said the moustached man
"Well i'm no fucking genius but i think you need to clear that guy up before anyone else notices him"
"She's got a point mate" came the shorter of the pair
His partner hesitated before wiping the blood away with a cloth. He stuck a pair of some glasses on him and slouched him against the window to make him appear to be asleep.
The two men picked up their stuff and moved to the two seats sitting opposite you.
"Right so wanna tell us who you are now and why you aren't so bothered about that wanker over there bleeding from his eye sockets?" the dark haired man repeated sat directly opposite you. Theres was something about the man that made you interested in their business but you brushed it off.

Hesitating for a moment, you thought your plan through but it would help to have a helping hand looking for the briefcase.
"I was sent here to take that little case of yours that's apparently gone missing-"
"wait are you the cheeky bastard that snatched it?!" came the man opposite you.
"no i-"
"then what's this doing by your feet?" he pulled her decoy from under the table raising one eyebrow. You hadn't even noticed it was no longer in its place between your legs.
"that's not your case"
"oh yeah cause it bloody well looks like it"
"that case is a decoy which i was going to swap for your case which i can't really do anymore can i?"
"and how can we trust your telling the truth?"
"because if it was the real case i'd be off this train instead of talking to you dipshits"
"she's got a point mate" spoke up the darker skinned man. He'd been rather quiet the whole time and just let his partner do the talking.

"alright love where are you going with this?"
"i want to help you find the briefcase"
"and why on earth would you wanna do that?"
"it would be easier with another person looking for it wouldn't you agree. When we eventually recover the case we can go rouge from then on out, or if things go even better perhaps even split the reward eh?"
"and how do we know you wont fuck off with the briefcase after we get it"
"at this point i couldn't give two flying fucks about the briefcase i just want the money and to get off this train"

The two men opposite you look at each other for a brief moment before standing up.
"just wait right here for a moment love well be right back"
They both followed each other out of the train carriage and you could see them visibly arguing.

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"Look mate i think we can trust her she isn't the type. Thomas says-"
"What did i say about fucking Thomas"
"Look i know my shit when it comes to people right?"
"yeah."
"and im never wrong am i?"
"no."
"i think she could be helpful it would be useful to have another set of eyes looking for the case"
"alright fine but you better be fucking right"
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After a few minutes they both strutted back into the carriage and took their places opposite you once more.
"Right" spoke up the brunette man "You got yourself a deal, you help us find the case and we'll consider sharing our reward with you"
"got it" you said giving him a wink
"right do we finally get to know the name of the person we're working with?" he repeated himself once more
"Athena and you two?
"Im Tangerine he's lemon" pointing at himself before gesturing at the other man
"what like the fruit?" you chuckled
"see mate i told you their childish" spoke up lemon
"right enough please"
You thought you had recognised those names but couldn't pin where from. Suddenly it hit you.
"Hang on are you lot the twins responsible for the Boliva job??"
"Oh so you have heard of us before have you love?"
smirked tangerine
"Honestly id be surprised if i hadn't it was a pretty decent job, bravo"
There was a bit of an awkward silence filling the atmospheric between the three before lemon spoke.
"Have you ever watched Thomas the tank engine?"
"Oh here we fucking go"

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