Angelica "Freak Two" Munson

Chapter 39

"That keyboard opens the door, but unfortunately, the Russian with this keycard also has a massive gun." Dustin paces, "Whatever's in this room, whatever's in those boxes, they really don't want anybody finding it."

"But there's gotta be a way in."

Steve sits up, "Well, you know... I could just take him out."

"Take who out?"

Angie bites her bottom lip to contain her upcoming laughter.

"The Russian guard. What? I sneak up behind him, I knock him out, and I take his keycard. It's easy."

"Yeah," Angie pats him on the back, "an easy way to get your ass kicked."

"Did you not hear the part about the massive gun?"

"Yes, Dustin, I did." He glares at Angie, "And that's why I would be sneaking."

Dustin sighs, "Well, please, tell me this– and be honest– have you ever actually... won a fight?"

"Okay, that was one time–"

Angie mumbles, interrupting, "Two times."

Dustin continues, "Jonathon. Year prior?"

"Listen, that doesn't count." He turns and whispers to Angie, "I told you that in confidence."

"Sorry."

"Why wouldn't it?" Dustin argues, "Because it looks like he beat the shit out of you."

"It was–"

"You got a fat lip, crooked nose, swollen eye, a lot of blood..."

"That just might work." Robin mumbles.

"What might just work?" Angie rises to chase her, "Robin!"

She snatches the money from the tip jar and continues running.

Steve stops arguing when he notices her speeding off, "Hey, Robin! Hey, what– What are you doing?"

"I need cash."

"Well, half of that's mine." He whines, "Where are you going?"

"To find a way into that room– a safe way. And, in the meantime, sling ice cream, behave, and don't get beat up." She begins walking backward out of the store, "I'll be back in a jiff– Angie's in charge!"

"Hey!" Steve turns to argue about who's in charge when he notices Dustin kicking the ice cream scoop, "Oh, dude. Come on, man, not my scooper."

Angie chuckles a little, "Do you still wanna be in charge?" She asks him.

"You know what–" Steve starts again but loses his argument when he sees the look of teasing on her face. He knew that if he hadn't, he probably would've lost anyway, but he didn't care. He was just glad that things were getting better between them, "You can be in charge."

Angie smiles triumphantly, "I knew you'd come to your senses." She pats his chest, "You may be a damn good babysitter, but I'm a really, really damn good babysitter."

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"It is crazy what 20 bucks will get you at the Count Recorder's Office." Robin lays a large paper across the table, "Starcourt Mall. The complete blueprints."

"Not bad," Dustin smiles.

"So, this is us, Scoops," She points, "and this is where we want to get."

Steve gazes at the paper, "I mean, I don't really see a way in."