Joke's On You

Chapter 7

Frost's POV

"Ready?" Frost asked Klara.

The girl nodded her head and gave the sign to start the heist.

Frost had to checkmate the two goons at the main entrance of Falcone's mansion and Klara would make her way into the yard to open the gate for her partner.

As soon as Klara heard the hiss of the smoke grenade at the entrance she took the grapple from her bag pack and swung it over the gate so it could pin itself into the big apple tree at the other side of the yard.

After testing if the rope could deal with her weight she climbed her way to the other side.

Frost meanwhile had knocked out the two goons at the main entrance.

"Klara?" he hissed after hearing no sound from the girl in black anymore.

"Please come in" her voice finally sounded out of the darkness and the big gate opened immediately.

She smiled at him after seeing the two shellacked henchmen to his feet.

"Nothing is more deadly than a man in a uniform" she purred.

"Let's go."

"Frosty! Don't you dare make another move towards this house!" she suddenly hissed.

"What?" the henchman asked irritated.

"Falcone has guards everywhere around the house. You can't just walk in there and kill them off with a gun. The most of them are trained we have to be careful."

"Have you been here already?" he asked while Klara observed the mansion for a few minutes.

She pulled him behind the bush where she was sitting as soon as she recognized he didn't cover himself.

"Maybe two or three times, a few of my clients wanted some of Falcone's stuff as well" she responded.

"And how do we get in there now?"

"There is a back entrance at Falcone's office. He doesn't want someone to enter his personal room so the door won't be guarded. Here take this" she said.

"What's that?"

"A hairpin, that's how I got in here the last two times."

"You're kidding me" Frost said frowning at the little black hairpin.

"He's a Mafia Boss but no one ever said that he's a genius" Klara smiled.

Frost looked at her again then he shook his head and smiled.

"Oh my god you're smiling" she suddenly squeaked and hugged him out of nowhere.

Frost had no idea how to deal with that.

No one had hugged him since a very, very long time but something about it felt nice.

Her touch was soft and he could smell the scent of her hair; cherry blossoms.

Even though he was kinda overwhelmed at the moment and didn't hug her back he had to admit that he liked it and not even because -the by now all so familiar tingle in his chest- starts to feel like his heart might explode very soon.

He never recognized how small and petite her body felt like but the moment ended as abruptly as it came and two minutes later Klara and Frost were kneeling at the back door of Falcone's office while Klara opened it with her hairpin.

"Okay from now on we have to talk as little as possible the rooms in here, are keen-eared like hell every wrong move could cost us our life. The sapphire must be in Falcone's little gallery we have to go upstairs it's the last door at the end of the hallway."