The daughter of a thief 1 ❤️🎲🖤~Ocean's

Chapter 7

Pov's Blair

*The morning of the third day of work*

We get up early and, after breakfast, head to an empty warehouse a few minutes from the Bellagio, which we rented to complete the fourth task: the construction of an identical and functioning copy of the Bellagio vault. While we are transporting the materials inside, my father approaches Linus and me.

Danny: "We need those codes, Blair, from the only man who has all three."

Blair: "Yes, I know."

Linus: "Who? Benedict?"

Blair: "Yes..."

Danny: "Learn to love your shadow, Linus. You will have to be our spy."

Blair: "Wait, what? Do you learn? It's not Linus's job!"

Danny: "*quietly* We need a person inside that Benedict doesn't know exists."

Blair: "True..."

Linus: "So all I have to do is watch him?"

Danny: "You have to run before you walk."

Rusty, who is nearby and has heard most of the conversation, turns and, seeing Linus's confused face, says: "Reverse the sentence."

In the afternoon, after a highly questionable and miserable lunch, Frank, I and the twins head to a used but good vehicle dealership. As soon as they enter, Virgil and Turk immediately run towards a white van, open the back doors, get in and start jumping as if they were children. Meanwhile, Frank and I ask to speak to the shop owner, who arrives a few minutes later.

Owner: "Look, I'm sorry, but $18,500 each is the best offer I can give you."

Blair: "Well, of course, we realize that. Those are some nice vans out there."

Owner: "Ah, yes, miss, they are the best."

Frank: "Okay, thanks for your time, Mr..."

Owner: "Denham. Billy Tim Denham."

He shakes my hand first, like a great gentleman.

Blair: "*smiling* Denham, like jeans."

Owner: "*laughing* Yes, exactly. Just like jeans."

Then he holds it against Frank too.

Frank: "Of course you have really nice hands. Do you use an emollient?"

Owner: "What did you say?"

Frank: "I've tried all kinds of creams. I even used the fragrance free one for a year. Instead my sister uses... um I can't speak..."

Blair: "Aloe vera, maybe?"

Frank: "Yes, exactly, thanks honey. With a little sunscreen inside. In principle we should all put on gloves before going to bed, but I understood that it would have created some small mix-ups in my relationship life, I don't know if you know what I mean."

He turns towards me and smiles and I smile in the same way. Meanwhile Denham, who still has his hand clasped in that of "my boyfriend", laughs nervously.

Blair: "Also, you should know that my boyfriend here also has an allergy to camphor and therefore isn't as comfortable with traditional treatments, you understand?"

Frank shakes his hand very tightly.

Owner: "Ah, I understand, of course, yes. I want to tell you something, if you're thinking about paying in cash, let's say maybe...I could go down to seventeen...no sixteen thousand each."