Hit-Chick #3 / Gang Wars #6

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[Hardy]





'Rrrrriiing... Rrrrriiiiiiing.... Rrrrriii-' Beep!


"Yeeeah-loooo. You've got the H-service residents, how may I help you?" Click-click! The sound of the cutthroat blonde cocking one of several .45 caliber pistols she owns follows behind her finally answering her burner phone - one that she tilts her head to a side to hold securely in place between her shoulder and ear.





"This is... ''Mr. Mansion'. You've picked up a suitcase of mine before that, as you said, 'brought a smile to your face'. Need you to pick up something else for me. TWO things after you bring me the first. Call it 'another smile', if ya like. Your services available, ma'am?" The voice of none other than Alexandrian Melfonny inquires of the blonde, who certainly recognizes his identity after that somewhat fairly vague explanation he's given her. The extraterrestrial blonde perks up and drops everything she's doing, smiling at the realization that another big payday is coming up fast from her absurdly wealthy client.





"Aaah! You don't say? For YOU? They're always available if you're as kind as you were last time, good sir. What can I clean up for you today, hmm?" She asks with a far more upbeat tone than before, now holding the phone properly within her hand as she shifts her hips and weight onto her right foot.





"A truck of 'honey'. And not your typical dull, mainstream brand of honey, if you catch my drift. It's pretty bright and vibrant. So good, it could light up a room. Gotta a load of it coming over, but there's been some less-than-small complications thanks to what happened to Los Angeles city. One of those complications are... Nosy neighbors. Got word they plan on picking up the packages that are meant for me. Would you kindly show them that minding their own business is always better than trying to be an opportunistic Johnny?" Alexandrian requests.





"Show them, you say?" Hardy questions with a lifting brow.





"Yeah. By 'shows', I mean a little cleaning up would do some good for them. And me." Her client answers.





"Roger-roger. And when is this truck arriving again?" She prods.





"In less than two days. Monday, 6am. City of San Diego border in the state of California. It's sudden, but so is everything else that's been going on these past few days. I REALLY need you to get a move on as quickly as possible." Alexandrian asserts.

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