Black Widow

4.

"I don't really get it though" Shirley said, putting the two paddock passes on the bed of our hotel room. "Why do you want to get close to this Lando guy?"

"Because the fucker also sponsors Mclaren and Lando is friends with Max" I explained.

"So you've two different ways to get close to our target" Shirley nodded.

Shirley always called them our targets, I just went with fuckers, rapists, assholes, and much worse.

"And what if you get close to him?" She asked.

I shrugged. "To be honest, I don't know yet. I will probably still try to seduce him?"

"Might not work, I doubt he will be interested in you" Shirley said, which wasn't an insult at all. She was right.

"I will figure something out" I mumbled as I laid down on the bed.

I would figure something out, maybe I would even act on impulse. But first I had to get close to these two F1 drivers.

I grabbed my phone, while laying down on my bed and scrolled through their instagram pages.

"Who are they?" Shirley said, she was laying down next to me on the bed and clearly looking over my shoulder.

"Max Verstappen" I showed her his picture, but she obviously already knew who he was. "Lando Norris" I showed her his picture.

"Damn" she chuckled. "If you need any help getting close to them, you can count on me"

Well, maybe I might need her because Lando and I just didn't get along at all.

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The next day, we both walked in the paddock once again, but this time, we split up.

Shirley went to the Red Bull hospitality and I went to the bright orange one.

I did my research last night. About Mclaren, about F1 and about Lando.

Even though I didn't like him, he had an big ego and he was rude, many people did seem to like him.

He was sitting in front of the hospitality as I walked to him. He was busy reading something on his phone or probably looking at an instagram picture or whatever.

"What are you reading?" I asked, faked a smile on my face. He had to like me after all.

"An article" he mumbled as he looked up at me. "About the Black Widow"

He's reading about me, while I am standing right in front of him.

If only he knew.

"Right I read about that too" I shrugged.

"Looks like she's killing rich people" he said as he locked his phone. "I don't think they find a reason why she does that, maybe she doesn't have a reason"

Oh Lando, I do have a reason and the police sure knows the reason. They just don't want to publish it because it will make look them bad.

Very bad.

"I am sure she has a reason" I mumbled. "Anyways, I enjoyed the hot lap yesterday, so I thought you could show me around your hospitality or something"

He frowned as he got up. "I don't have time for that" he grabbed his phone from the table and looked back at me. "You better ask someone else"

And with that, he walked back in the hospitality.

I was quite humbled by that. He did have time for it. I came early to the paddock and so was he.

But alright, fair enough.

Going in blind wasn't a big succes.

Shirley 🖤

Come to the RB hospitality now

Why?

Chatting with MV
Don't ask me how
Just come

Oh you legend!
Be right there

Well fuck Lando. I didn't need him after all. Max Verstappen was way more important.

"Hey wait" a familiar voice yelled from behind me. "What's your name?"

Lando was leaning against the entrance of his hospitality, arms crossed in front of his chest, a smirk on his face.

I chuckled. This guy had balls to think he could play with me like that.

"You can call me not interested, because that's what I am" I winked at him. "Not in your at least"

He snorted. "I beg to differ"

I let out a sarcastic chuckle. He was pissing me off. Maybe I was gonna make a exception and kill him next.

I turned around, I had to go to Max first.

"Goodbye miss not interested" I could hear Lando yell after me.