Partners In Crime

chapter 4

*Ali's POV*

We came back to the hotel room the next day after leaving him tied up the night before. His head hung over his chest with red wrists from how tight the ropes were. He sat in a chair with a blindfold over his eyes. I could see his chest rise and fall, and sweat beads clinging to his forehead. I stood in front of him with my arms crossed. Jeanie straddled the back of a chair looking at her nails. I eyed him. Tilting my head in each direction.

"When's this asshole gonna wake up I wanna interrogate him already" Jeanie whined.

"Right about now" I said slapping him.

"Well shit" Jeanie said surprised by my sudden actions.

The man woke up groaning and looked around. He looked confused and I don't blame him. It's not everyday some innocent girl ties you up to a chair.

"Oh fuck..." He sighed realising that he got set up. "You bitch who you work for?" He questioned trying to sound intimidating. I just rolled my eyes at him. Why do men always do that when we obviously have the upper hand.

"We work for ourselves but you aren't the one asking questions here." Jeanie said walking behind him taking out her knife. She pulled his hair lifting his chin up putting the knife up to his throat.

"Why Mr.Pratt you have some information that we need" I said walking in front of him.

"Wh-How do you know my name?" He asked with a shaky voice.

"I do my research." I said bending down in front of him.

"Well whatever it is I'm not telling you" he said.

"Oops wrong answer" I shrugged. Quickly Jeanie pushed his chair into the table and I slammed the knife that jeanie held to his throat into his right hand.

"Now Mr.Pratt I believe you were going to talk about the Carter brothers?" I said softly tracing circles into the handle of the knife watching the blood pour out of his hand. He let out a scream as he stared at it in disbelief.

"Oh shit." Jeanie said giggling and shaking her head. "The cute ones getting mad."

"Okay okay I'll talk." He said after his fit. "What do you want to know." He was breathing heavily looking between me and Jeanie. There was beads of sweat running down his face. The look in his eyes almost made me feel sorry for him but then I remembered what he did to those teenage girls. That thought alone made me want to kill him then and there.

"We need a way to meet the Carter brothers and your going to do that." Jeanie said walking in front of him and sitting on the table with her legs crossed.

"Or what? You'll kill me? Sweetheart that's not going to make me do anything." He said stubbornly. I understood though no one just gives up their boss like that.

"Oh no babe you will wish we would have killed you." I said removing the knife from his hand earning a scream and spinning it between my fingers. "We would give Mr. Carter an anonymous tip that his most trusted employe was giving out company secrets in exchange for drug money." Yeah I read that file that they gave us when Jeannie was seducing him.

Jacob looked terrified, I knew that would do the trick. We might be scary but nothing is worse then a mad boss. Especially if he was a trader, no one likes a rat.

"Now you're going to get us a way to meet the brothers." Jeanie said smirking because she knew that did it.

"Okay, there is this diner party that is held every year and they will be there. It's a party celebrating the success we have had in the past year so everyone who works for Carter Brothers will be there, including the boys." He said in a low voice, like he was scared the man himself would hear him.

"Okay Pratt we're gonna need a time and a location" I said.

"In 3 days at the Bellagio. What are you planning on doing just walking in?" He said looking skeptically at us. "There are going to be ridiculous amounts of security."

"Hold on a sec, you mean Vegas?" Jeanie said shocked.

"Yeah what did you expect?" He said looking at her like she grew another head.

"No we aren't just going to walk in stupid. I have a plan." I said bringing my finger up to my lip. We just need jeanie in there dancing with the son of a bitch Lucah and all should go as planned. While I simply sit back and appreciate the Bellagios beautyful security system.

"Care to share evil genius?" Jeanie asked snapping me out of my train of thought.

"Pratt we aren't done with you just yet. This is what you are going to do." I said looking at his face that has mostly calmed down but still had traces of agony from the whole hand stab thing. "You are going to take Jeanie to that party and introduce her as your niece, then insist that Lucah Carter dances with her and she will take it from there."

"So you're just letting me go?" He said in disbelief.

"For now but we will be watching you. We will meet you in Vegas 2 hours before this whole thing starts. We will be on the top floor of the MGM Grand just tell the front desk you are looking for Rose and they will give you the number" I said to him as Jeannie went to untie his hands. She pulled her dress up to show him the gun first that way he wouldn't try anything and then let him go.

"Just know we have men watching your every move and if you slip up once we will not hesitate to ruin you." She said glaring at him. If looks could kill he would be 9 feet under.

"Yes ma'am don't worry I'll see you then." He said getting up quickly holding his bloody hand to his chest and running out.

When he left Jeanie and I just looked at each other with worry in our eyes. There was one thing going through both of our minds and it was that we can't make one wrong move. We left the dark room with shaky hands and our hearts in our throats.

"What the hell are we gonna do?" I sighed.

"I have no idea." Jeanie answered me hesitantly.

"We're fucked."

"Yep and not even the good kind"

"Jeanie!!"

"Hey little miss 'innocent' you know what I'm talking about" Jeanie said putting air quotes around innocent.

"What are we going to do" I said off into space ignoring the nonsense that my sister was saying.

"This is what we are going to do: you're going to snap out of it, we are going to go dress shopping for this damn ball, and we are going to treat this like any other job. " Jeanie yelled at me shaking my shoulders.

"But this isn't just some job it's bigger what if we can't do it." I said worried.

"Ali stop talking like that and let's get out of here and get to bed we have a lot ahead of us and you're delusional." She just walked out of the room not even listening to what I had to say.

Jeanie was right I had to stop doubting us but how can she be so calm about this? It's not like we are just trying to get drug money from someone this is the Boys in Black. No one messes with them ever and the ones who do don't live to tell the story. What if everyone is right? What if we are just little girls with too much on our shoulders.