Chapter 18

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Jinx's pov

It's 11:15 pm Sunday night. The girls and I are currently squeezed into Tiffany's bedroom putting the final touches on our outfits. It's technically a school night , but it's still our summer break for another 45 min anyways. We told our parents we wanted to commemorate our final night of freedom together. It was just a sneaky disguise for tonight s meeting but what they don't know wont kill them🫡Rachel had to beg her mom of course and promise to leave extra early so she can be on time for school. Even though Tiff's apartment is only one building away from mine, we couldn't have had it at mom's loft . Both my mom and Ivy would have gotten suspicious, plus they would have barged in 12 times during the night to hear our sleep over gossip. They really need to start binging a new reality tv show because this obsession with drama is getting out of hand. Plus I don't need them breathing down my neck more than they already do. Tiffany's mom is busy working an extra shift tonight and her brother is at his dad's house , so all systems are a go for tonight. We sell the goods, make a ton of bank, and sneak back in and return back before anyone knows we're gone.

Tiffany: "Brooks just texted me that he is here. Rachel could you stop putting on eyeliner, you look like a cartoon character 😒."

Rachel : "What!? I just one my eyes to pop."

Tiffany: "Girl you making them look like they'll pop out of your head. Plus that's my last case, you know my mom won't buy me a new one for another 3 months if it's up."

Rachel: "Relax , after tonight with your cut of the funds you a can buy you a mountain of liquid eyeliner."

Tiffany: "Just hurry up and Jinx are done packing the duffel bag?"

I turn to her shoving the last bits and bop's of the jewellery into my rhinestone covered purple mesh painted gym bag. I secure it under a book of fashion magazines to make sure if someone tries to pickpocket us they won't find it. Because let's be for real, in Gotham people be stealing groceries like it's gold. *cough* my mom*cough*

"Everything's secure , let's get this over and done with so we can be filthy rich by morning."

Tiffany: "Roger that."

I slip my purple gun into its hostler, while Rachel strap's up with her taser's and pepper spray. Tiffany is not playing and brings her blue gun and straps it in her ankle hostler. She also puts on her racing gloves guess, she's being extra cautious incase we need to make a fast getaway. You can never be too  careful when meeting one of Gothams elite crime bosses. I left my knives at home. I didn't want to loose another, I'll have to buy a new set because it's useless without being complete. On top of that Ma will kill me when she finds out I lost another one, on top of the one that went missing from the party.

We grab our bandannas in our signature colours purple for me, blue for Tiffany, and green for Rachel. We'll put these on when we get to the meeting spot. We don't need anybody from that place recognising us, they might link us to our parents. And's that's the last thing we need tonight of all nights.

We step out onto Tiffany's fire escape, and shimmy our way down to the side walk. I see Brooks leaning against his bike with a smug expression on his face. Ughh he always has that bigger than life vibe going for him. This man really knows how to get on my nerves. I have the duffel bag slung across my chest and I walk up to him.

-Jinx's outfit + hairstyle + makeup

-Jinx's outfit + hairstyle + makeup

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