As they approached Hugo and Bailey's mansion, Brad parked further away from the house and for the first time they could see its full size. It appeared way bigger while they walked to it through a small garden-like road leading to front door.
"Comparing to this, my mansion isn't a mansion.", Brad told Angelina while they walked hand in hand as a married couple.
"What should I say? My apartment is big as their master bedroom only."
Angelina never forgot that the lifestyle she was pretending to have while on this mission in France is nothing less than an idilic life she wished to have, only including her son, mother and brother. Back home Marcheline was looking after baby Maddox for the last two weeks they've been in Bordeaux. Staying in Brad's country home with him and her two close friends felt like vacation although she was working. The case so far was easy. She met again her old friend - who is not really a friend and thinks Angelina's name is Valerie - and met her notorious husband and now they have to put him in prison. What's there to think about? Well, Angelina didn't want pregnant Bailey to suffer the consequences of her husband's shady past and present. After all, a stupid American 30-year-old, wealthy-born heiress needn't to have helped a man with literally an army of people and connections everywhere. So why was she still a barrier? She had the key to his heart and his heart was carefully locked in a safe where all the documents were.
"Qui êtes-vous?", asked the doorman but realised they didn't understand. "Who are you?"
"We were here multiple times, you should know by now.", Angelina replied angry and Brad pinched her arm. It was a bad idea to fight with anyone there.
"John and Valerie Rogers.", Brad answered.
"I can't let you in.", the doorman explained.
"Why not?"
"Monsieur Hugo told me."
Brad and Angelina looked at each other. Could that mean he knows about the FBI? But, he would've probably killed them if he knew.
They heard a deep laugh coming from the house and in a second Hugo was in front of them.
"My man!", he said and hugged Brad. "This is a joke. But I got you good.", he was still laughing. "Come on in. Hi Valerie."
"When did you bond with a criminal?", Angelina whispered to Brad.
"When you thought I was dead. This is our job, right? Play pretend.", he replied and Angelina was more than sure that this mission will end in FBI's favor.
