Bonnie and Lies

Consequences

Forty-five minutes later, they had everything they needed out of Bonnie's apartment and were on the road back to HQ. Bonnie had been knocked out to preserve the secrecy of their HQ, the two remaining girls played a game of twenty questions to overcome boredom.

"Zara, what's your favorite color?"

Zara outright laughed. "You're so original, Ly."

"Right?"

"It's black. You know it's black, it's been black for four years!"

"True, your turn."

"Well if we're going with only the most original questions, then; what's your favorite song as of right now?"

"Ooo, groundbreaking!"

"Thank you, I try," Zara smiled while drinking a beer that used to be in Bonnie's fridge.

"Well, it's 'Take a Walk' by Passion Pit. I know it's a bit old but, I don't give a fuck," Zara laughed. "And I can't stop listening to it lately."

"Interesting song choice, your turn."

"Thanks, what's your zodiac sign?"

"I'm a Capricorn, you?"

"Aries,"

The game continued for thirty more minutes until Zara ask the question she was dancing around for awhile.

"So, Lyann, what do you think will happen to Bonnie when we get to HQ?"

"The same thing that happens to all new recruits, she'll face the other Capos. You'll all vote on whether she can join via initiation after I vouch for her and plead my case. Your job is to make sure that the other capos vote in favor of having her join, do whatever you have to do to make that happen. I'll pay you back later."

Zara scoffed at that, "Like hell you'll pay me. You say that you will, but you never fucking do."

"Not true," Zara rolled her eyes but Lyann pretended she didn't notice her and continued. "But anyways, after the Capos vote for her to have her initiation, I'll train her-."

"Are you sure you want to be the one to train her?"

"Well yeah, if I'm going to vouch for her of course I'm going to train her! You know how it works; if she turns out to be a rat and I don't put her down before they find out, they'll put a bullet through my head faster than I could say sorry if they felt merciful that day. The boss can't stop them 'cause it'll show he has a soft spot for me; exposing him to countless attacks from any of our enemies."

"Fine, but they'll start her off with a "simple" robbery, and we both happened during your last attempt," Zara said as she took a sip her beer, giving Lyann the side-eye. They both knew she had a point.

"It was my first one," Lyann said defensively.

"That's even worse."

"Yeah, wanna help me?"

"Can't, if I help her during this it'll look like favoritism," Lyann groaned in displeasure. "But, I'm sure Jordan will help you.."

"If?"

"If  you get him a nice Audi and take him to a good pizza place."

Lyann sighed and nodded agreeing to the raven-haired girl's suggestion.

This going to be a lot harder than I thought... I fucking hate my job

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Meanwhile in the FBI HQ, the Director just heard news of Bonnie's little phone call in the bathroom and had been in a meeting to decide what to do about it.

"Well, well, well. Ladies and gentlemen I do believe we finally have a lead on finally shutting down the mafia that has been plaguing our glorious nation!"

That declaration was met with a round of applause.

"We already have an agent on the field monitoring the mob for us. All we need now is someone close enough to destroy it; the best way to permanently destroy something is to eliminate its heart. For that, we'll need Lyann Schanda dead. My associates and I have found the perfect agent for this job. As far as we know, the Mafia have captured her and are either going to kill or recruit her. If we wish Lyann Schanda dead, we must win over Bonnie Rowan with the promise of her family's absolute safety and whatever else she may desire. I am a man of my word, her family shall be under constant surveillance and protection from any Mafia assassins. If Ms. Rowan chooses not to comply with our requirements, then we shall act on the cue of our field agent. Either way, the demise of the Mafia is imminent, with or without Ms. Rowan's assistance!"

Checkmate, Lyann Schanda. You defy me for the last time.