THIRTY-SIX ⚠️ QUEEN & GHOST LONDON, UNITED KINGDOM
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KAIRO STOOD IN A HAZE AS HE FILLED THE stolen car with gas. Gas station lights flickered onto the side of his face and his body temperature seemed to be increasing every moment. He wasn't an anxious individual, he had never even experienced the emotion before but tonight, it was the only thing he felt. He tugged at his leather jacket, pulling it off and tossing it back into the car. He pulled out a cigarette, lighting the end before blowing out a puff of smoke.
Meanwhile, Beyonce stayed inside. She chewed on some gum, playing with her fingers. After hearing her stomach rumble, she groaned and unbuckled her seatbelt, stepping out. She wrapped her arms around him from behind, placing kisses on his tattooed neck. "I'm going to get a snack from inside. Can't do what we're about to do on an empty stomach."
"I'll come with you. Just give me a couple minutes until it finishes." He promised but she shook her head and began walking to the convenience store. "No need. I'll be back shortly."
Kairo nodded, watching the price on the screen increase. Tonight, Beyonce and he were going after the necklace. Sure, Ghost had killed plenty of men and women without a care in the world. But with their target being a famous person with security and housekeepers, there were so many risks that could wrong. And it didn't help that Beyonce was with him. He didn't even want to think about a world where she was caught and her reputation was ruined. Plenty was on the line tonight.
They had gone over the plan plenty of times and hacked into Kylie Minogue's surveillance system, gaining full access to her cameras and alarm system. Yet, he still leaned against the car, his heart beating quicker than normal. He situated his cigarette in between his lips, pulling out the gas nozzle. He twisted the cap on the tank, closing the small door.
He heard a couple of footsteps behind him and he twisted his head over his shoulder. He noticed Beyonce walking back to the car, her hands completely void of any snacks, and a crease formed in between her eyebrows. Her eyes seemed darker and her body was tense. She opened the car door and pulled out her pistol from the glove compartment and he called out her name. "Doll, what's goin' on?"
"Nothing."
He followed her, grabbing her hand and pulling her back. He grabbed the gun from her hand, looking around and making sure no one had seen the famous superstar marching towards the store with a gun. Luckily, they were in the middle of nowhere and it was the middle of the night.
"What the fuck happened in there?" He flexed his jaw, his throat closing in. She shivered due to the warning in his voice. She reached for the gun but he pulled it out of her grasp. "Tell me what happened."
