Edible Complex ✶ Yellowjackets

[033] spy team

[033] spy team

                                         Courtney managed to make herself right at home, acting as though the house was theirs. As crazy as it sounded, it seemed as though she had already managed to put her own personal touch on it. Worst of all, Suki had quickly grown... used to it. It was as though Courtney truly hadn't left.

                                          But Suki was determined to keep her guard up, focused solely on figuring out whoever it was that managed to send the Yellowjackets ominous postcards. Suki wasn't very good at figuring out those sorts of things and she already craved for a bottle of whiskey to kill her future migraine. But Courtney's mind was running rampant, convinced that the supposed reporter was involved. Even if that were the case, they'd have no clue about where to find her. Or at least, that's what Suki originally thought.

                                          However, Courtney already had a plan for that one too.

                                          "We have been out here for two hours now and there's no sign of her anywhere," Suki groaned. "This isn't a fucking James Bond movie, you know."

                                          Courtney rolled her eyes. "I'm more than aware of that. But she seems to hang around this area a lot and besides, she's bound to turn up sometime. I can feel it."

                                          "And if you're wrong?" Suki asked, raising a brow.

                                          "Then I'll find a way to make it up to you," Courtney replies, looking at her ex with a smile. "Cross my heart and hope to die."

                                          Suki scoffs, ignoring the unwanted warmth that floods her chest at the look Courtney gives her. She looks away instead, glancing at the little coffee shop she and Courtney were forced to watch. Apparently, Jessica came here often so they figured they'd wait till she showed up and decided to tail her. They'd follow her until they figured out where she lived and go from there.