ocean's 9: the lost daughter

chapter 4

"Emma?"

Emma heard a woman's voice calling her as she was turning to leave the house. A very known voice by the girl.

The voice that used to tell her stories when she couldn't sleep, the voice that would calm her down when she was afraid of the lightning and thunder. The so familiar voice that Emma was now scared of listening to.

"Debbie" the girl looked at the voice's direction. "I shouldn't have come i am sorry"

"No, please, stay" Debbie quickly said before the youngest could leave, she almost begged.

The blonde woman who had first opened the door was looking at the two of them with a very confused look. She slowly opened the door as a way of welcoming Emma.

The girl entered the place, it was a huge space, very open, her eyes admired every single spot. She thought it was really cool.

Then she saw three other women staring at her with their eyes wide open in confusion and she politely smiled at them.

Emma followed Debbie who looked like was taking her up the stairs.

They entered a room, Emma assumed it was Debbie's room, it wasn't fancy or anything, but the girl felt comfortable there, like she had spent her whole life sleeping in this room.

"Nice place" Emma cut the uncomfortable silence that had spread between them since the girl entered the house.

"Thank you, it's Lou's, a friend of mine" Debbie said and Emma smiled, she already knew that information.

"Look, Deborah i want to be very fast" Emma said and Debbie nodded as showing that she was listening. "I am not here because of money"

Debbie's eyes opened wide, it hadn't crossed her mind that the girl was there for the money.

"I heard about the heist" Emma said and Debbie looked at the girl confused.

"Heist?" she asked.

"The met gala one" Emma replied annoyed, that woman was pretending but the youngest was too smart. "Touissant"

"I don't know what you are talking about" Debbie said.

Emma knew she was lying, she would lie too, Debbie still doesn't know about the girl's intention, besides last time they saw each other Emma had made clear that she hated her mother.

"Bullshit" Emma said. "Can you once, just once, not lie?"

Debbie's mouth opened as she was about to say something but Emma was fast to cut her.

"Uncle Danny told me you were planning something, before he died, after you went to jail, he didn't tell me what or when, he said it was going to be big" Emma said. "And then a huge heist happens in an event that is almost impossible to break in, and my father gets arrested, weeks after you leave jail."

They both stay silenced for a moment and Emma continues after she realized her mother was not going to say anything.

"You are both dirt from the same trash. He puts you in jail, you leave and then puts him in jail." Emma's tears were starting to form but she had to be strong.

She couldn't cry now, not in front of the reason, not in front of the woman who had always told her that only weak people cry.

"You didn't think about you own daughter, how i had to see you both arguing and always be in the middle and always feel guilty" She couldn't hold anymore, her face was all red and she was not controlling the amount of water that was leaving her eyes.