Hitmen or Hitwomen?

- Chapter 12 -

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As the two sat down at one of the tables far back, it began to snow outside again. The café itself was quite cozy and not too many people were present which added to the quiet atmosphere. Sar unpacked her bag and pulled out a small notebook, along with a pencil and highlighters. Wen bought some food with what little money she brought with and sat beside Sar.

"Alright, let's do this." Sar said and began writing down in the notebook, starting at the top of the page;

'Upcoming heist — The plan'

Wen started thinking of what was the first step. "Well, I mean, we still have to meet them tomorrow—again." she said. "True. But we can get everything we know until then written down." Sar replied, continuing to write more. Meanwhile, the two began to eat as well.

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'Target: A heavily secured collection of historical artifacts, located in the St. Petersburg museum.
1: Travel to St. Petersburg;
2; Infiltrate the museum during an upcoming event when security will be diverted;
3: Each faction's role happens after the other, first smuggling out the goods and then neutralizing threats.'
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"I think that's pretty good so far." Sar states, putting away the pencil and highlighting a few keywords. "Yeah, looks good." Wen responds and takes the notebook, reading over everything once more. "When we'll get back to the apartment we should think about which artifacts to take, and also," Sar started, also lowering the tone of her voice, "make sure that we can actually trust these people."

Wen nodded and closed the notebook, putting it back in Sar's bag. "Mhm, I don't trust them that much either. Maybe that woman with the dragon tattoo, but the rest? Nah." Sar laughed a bit, "Same. And also, we didn't even get to talk to everyone there."

"Right—remember that one guy next to..Tommy?" Wen asked, and Sar immediately finished: "Yes, he looks like the most American dude ever." she finished and laughed. "Bro, he's probably a cowboy too-" "Yeah, like a Texan or something." Sar added on.

"Mhm. You know, I can't believe we would've seen Dmitry so soon again. Remember the old days?" Wen asked, and began thinking. Sar also remembered and said: "Oh, yeah. Back when he was babysitting us, those were some fun times." there was a sense of nostalgia in the air now.

Wen smiled and leaned back, "Oh, for us sure. But for him? We were like actual troublemakers." she said and Sar also smiled. "Well, what can we say." she said as she closed her bag and put it on. "We're already going?" Wen asked as she watched Sar, but also stood up. "Yes, let's go. We should probably buy some new clothes." Sar said and the two walked outside.

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Wen and Sar arrived at one of the clothing stores, where mostly clothes of the style Old Money were sold. "Oh, these look amazing, honestly." Wen said as she skimmed through some of the clothes and soon enough, the two got together fairly matching outfits. "If we rob a museum, we better do it in style." Sar remarked.

(an outfit similar to this)

"Damn, we look good, honestly." said Wen, posing with Sar for a picture, and they took a photo of themselves. "Yeah. But damn, it's gonna be kind of expensive." Sar stated, and Wen rolled her eyes. "Well, there's nothing we can do." Wen mentioned, and both of them walked to the register to pay.

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As Sar unlocked the hotel door, the sun began slowly setting outside and tomorrow, the two would go to their final meeting before stealing the precious artifacts from the museum in a heist.
Wen threw her coat on the bed and flopped down on the bed. "Bro, I am tired." she said and threw the blanket over herself. "Me too, I'll already sleep so we'll wake up early tomorrow." Sar spoke up, and also laid down on her bed. And eventually, both of them fell asleep.

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[8:45 AM]

"Time to wake up, Wen!" said Sar, and she flung Wen's pillow and blanket up into the air. Wen, from shock, almost fell from her bed and was momentarily woken up by the sudden disturbance. "NO!" Wen yelled, and snatched her blanket, closing her eyes again.

"Oh well, I'll go alone then." Sar said putting on her outfit, and walking outside. Soon enough, the two arrived at the factory for yet another meeting, the last one before the actual break-in...

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