"We have a lead on the hitman." Emily said through the phone.
"Really? That's good." Penelope said.
"It's a woman." She said.
"A woman?" Penelope questioned.
"Yes. We profiled there's a group of three people but the main one doing the killing is a woman." Emily said.
Penelope furrowed her brows. "Well do you have a location on her?" She asked.
"No. She's really good. She makes herself almost impossible to find. We only traced eight murders back to her, Kevin is looking for more with a similar MO to hers." She said. "Anyway, I don't want you thinking about this while you're in Italy. I'll talk to you later."
"Okay. If you need my help, let me know."
"Thanks Garcia." Emily hung up.
Penelope placed her phone down on the table.
"What was that about?" You asked.
Penelope turned around to face you. You stood there with your arms crossed and a raised brow. "The team has a pretty rough case. Emily was just telling me about it." She said.
You simply nodded. "What's the case?" You walked over to her and took a seat next to her.
"A hitman group, we think the leader is a woman. They tied her MO to eight murders so far but they think there's more." She said.
You felt your blood run cold. It could just be a coincidence, right? You let out a puff of air and sat back in your chair. "Wow." You said as your eyes wandered away from hers. You made eye contact with her and your eyes softened. "How was breakfast?" You asked.
"It was great, thank you. Also the closet in my room is amazing, it's a room in itself." She softly chuckled.
You softly smiled. "I'm sorry I couldn't join you for breakfast. I had something to care of."
She shook her head. "Oh, don't be silly."
You stood up. "We're gonna go out on the yacht today."
"Yacht?" She questioned with widened eyes.
"Yes. Why so surprised?" You asked.
She let out a breath of air as she stood up. "You do know this isn't how normal people live, right?" She asked.
You softly chuckled. "Yes, I'm extremely lucky." You held her cheek in your hand and leaned in as you gently kissed her cheek. "Go get ready, blondie."
She sweetly smiled before turning around and heading upstairs. You leaned your hip on the table with your arms crossed as you watched her disappear upstairs with a soft smile on your face.
"Y/n?" Luca said.
You turned around to face him.
"Can I have a word with you?" He asked. "Outside." He whispered.
You furrowed your brows and stood up straight before you followed him outside. You closed the sliding doors behind the two of you. "Is something wrong?" You asked.
"Your girlfriend's team is onto us." He said quietly.
You felt your heart drop into your stomach and subconsciously looked up onto the balcony on the second floor that led to your room— knowing that she was in the room next to yours.
"I told you it wasn't a good idea letting a federal agent close to us." He said.
You shook your head as you turned to face him again. "It's fine. We'll just lay low."
