The Lady In Red | COD-MW2

6

"You cannot be serious right now, Joi."

Evelynn and Joi were in the hotel room that Evelynn was staying in. Catalina sent a message saying that the group was going to a bar in Los Vaqueros land.

That was 30 minutes ago.

"Come on! You look good in it! Besides, it fits very well for a bar night." Joi groaned. For the last 30 minutes, Evelynn and Joi have been rambling around what outfit she should wear. In the end, Joi picked out an outfit. A black long-sleeved turtleneck mini dress, black stockings, and black thigh-high heels.

"Don't you think this is a little...uhm...overdressed just to go to the bar?", Evelynn asked nervously.

Joi giggled, "Relax silly, and it's not overdressed. This is something someone would wear for a bar night out."

A pause of silence.

"Oh well, an undercover bar night out mission, I guess."

Evelynn went to the bathroom to try the outfit, a few minutes passed by, and Joi's jaw dropped. Evelynn looked stunning. The dress was tight enough to show her curves, the black shiny heels, her hair straightened out, yet the shine was visible, and for makeup, she decided to add mascara, eyeliner, and red lipstick.

"Nothing to cover the scar on your cheek?", Joi asked. "Nope, need to have something to grab their attention.", Evelynn responded, and she was right. Evelynn's method was to look as suspicious as she could, but not too suspicious.

"I think I'm good to go... No, really this is very overdressed-"

"Hey, hey relax, you're going to be fine."

It has been an exceedingly long time since Evelynn has been dressed out this nicely. The last time she was dressed nicely was on the day Cheng proposed to her. Since Cheng's death, she has not been in party or special event clothes. In undercover missions, Evelynn will always be the servant or the bartender person, but this was out of her comfort zone.

Joi could see how uncomfortable she was, and she did feel bad, as much as she would take the undercover role for her, she just could not because of her not being in Las Almas now.

"You're not going to be alone Evelynn; the twins and Divina are going to be there."

Ah. Them. How Evelynn missed them.

"Right, time for me to get going..."

Joi wanted to give Widow a huge tight hug, but she was just a holographic figure. She wanted Widow to feel that everything would be going well, no matter if she is all fancy-looking.

"Eve."

Evelynn was at the door heading out but was stopped due to Joi calling for her.

"You're a strong woman, Evelynn. No matter how many men that want to beat your ass, you will find a way to defeat them all. Trust me. If you need help, you can always call for backup."

Evelynn smiled, "Thank you, Joi..."

"Anytime."

With that, Widow walked out of the room and Joi disappeared.

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Evelynn had it all planned out. Go in, have them notice her, place the hidden microphone under the table when they invite her to their table, and leave. Sounds simple enough, but it does not.

Perfection is key. Nothing can ever look wrong, in any way shape, or form. It must be perfect. Like a perfect circle or snowflake.

There is the lady now in black, about to walk up to the bar door. "Nocturno" is painted in a light navy blue color and outlined in bright yellow. White double door in the middle and half of wide windows on each side but the window and the door had black metal window security to prevent anyone from breaking in.

Walking in her eyes had laid on the beautiful interior. Old pictures that date back to the 1990s, pictures of children playing soccer in the grassy field. Another photo with a female Xoloitzcuintle and her little children looking at the person who took the photo. The walls in a ghost grey color and had white wood paneling. The tables were deep oak wood color while the chairs were also a deep oak color, but the booth seats were a charcoal color.

A poster caught Evelynn's attention; it was Marilyn Monroe's iconic pink grown from 'Gentlemen Prefer Blondes'. Her in the center and the men surrounded her, looking at her and admiring her beauty. Her death is still something mysterious to this day.

The two people who owned and ran this bar, were the Twins. Andrei and Annica Sokolov, Russian siblings who were born in Volgograd. Their family had financial struggles, their father worked almost full-time as an accountant at a bank every single day, while their mother was a bartender working at night at a Russian Mob bar.

The twins hated saying their parents worked like dogs, so they decided to go to old school. They started pickpocketing at first, grabbing money from wallets, stealing anything valuable like bracelets, necklaces, and purses, and then selling them to get money.

Later, they started making the businesses darker, and both started making deals with the mobs, doing all their dirty work in exchange for a higher amount of money. The mob dealers started calling them, 'Double Trouble'.

One night, the rival of the mob, did a heist at the bank where their father worked at, killed everyone present, including their father. Later, that night, there was gunfire on the mob bar that their mother worked on, who also was killed. The twins were only 18 years old when they lost their parents.

Andrei and Annica were devastated, so they planned to assassinate the rival leader who was there that night. And they succeeded. Due to the assassination of the leader, they now had a bounty on their heads.

Everyone who was in that mob was looking for them to kill them. The twins both knew they had to get out of there until Vernon came in and recruited them.

For the last 5 years, they have been working at S.O.E and living in Las Almas. Since the bar was on the land Los Vaqueros ruled, they could easily get information from Los Vaqueros and send that info to the masterminds or Valeria.

Then there she was. A lady dressed in a white dress, holding the black microphone with her white gloves, singing a very well-known song, 'Como la Flor' by Selena Quintanilla. She was an incredibly beautiful lady; her singing is so addictive it can make anyone fall in love with her. Her brown hair lushed everywhere she went, and her blue siren eyes looked at her audience. Many have said that she is an Angel that fell from Heaven. Which is why her code name is 'Divina'

And at last, the group sat in a booth all together. All drinking, talking and even laughing. Such a wonderful thing to do while a Drug Lord is on the loose once again. Weren't they here to talk about how to capture both Lady in Red and Valeria? Or here to get stressed relieved?