The Heist

part one

Lauren sits in her white Balenziaga, her feet kicked up on the dashboard. She blows out smoke from her cigarette, eyeing the small beer bottle in her cup holder. She takes another puff from the cancer stick, watching the thick smoke fly out of the car window. She checks her watch, letting out a groan. The other two girls were five minutes late, and they didn't have much time.

Lauren and her half-sister Camila were two of the most dangerous criminals in the world. From the young age of ten, the Jauregui-Cabello sisters had killed their first victim in a robbery. They've acquired over a billion dollars in cash, and have killed an estimated number of about a thousand people. Dinah, Lauren's best friend, and Normani, Lauren's girlfriend, took up the title as the most dangerous criminals as well. They were both close since they busted out of juvie together, killing a security guard on the way out. Ally, was their informant, also the hacker and leader. She took care of all their money, and usually busted them out of trouble.

Lauren unlocks the car door, watching as the others hurriedly placed their findings in the car. She reaches into her back pocket, pulling out her lighter. She takes out the small vial from her front pocket, creating a trail of oil to the massive bank. She throws the vial into the nearest sewer grate, turning her lighter on and throwing it to the ground. She watched the orange flames instantly spread across the grass, attacking the massive white building. She takes a final puff of her cigarette and throws it to the ground, digging her heel into it. She strolled back over to the car, sliding into the seat.

"Hey babe," Lauren rasps, leaning over to kiss Normani on the cheek. "Dinah, Camila."

"How much did you get?" She inquires, driving onto the interstate.

"$500,000," Dinah announces. "Could've gotten more, but we didn't have time to get into the main vault."

"Next time," Lauren assures.

"Hey Lo," Normani says, scrolling through her stolen iPhone 7. "Can we go back to Monaco?"

"Sure," She replies. "After the big one."

The big one was the massive heist that the five had been planning. They had yet to hit the International Bank, the one that held money from every country in the world. It would be their biggest and most successful heist yet, and they could hopefully go incognito after the success.

They drove off to their mansion, the sun setting on the horizon. It was nice, perfect. They had everything they wanted, even if they had to get their hands just a little bit dirty.

That was then, this is now.

Lauren Jauregui and Normani Kordei are famous for being the best seductresses the world has ever seen. A blink of an eye, a small smile, a flip of the hair is all that is needed to get what they want. You would forget everything by locking eyes with Lauren or witnessing the smile of Normani.

Today was one of their biggest hometown heists, and the seductresses play a massive role.

They wink at each other and walk their separate ways, the earpieces allowing them to communicate with each other.

Lauren approached the business man, running her hand gently across his back. The man looked at her, surprised. She gave him a small smile, leaving her hand on his back. She looked at the casino chips, eyeing the amount of money that he was betting.

"That's a lot of money," Lauren blurted.

"I'm a rich man," He says, fixing his tie and giving her a proud look.

"I love a rich man," She flirts. "What else can you do?"

"Lots of things," He boasts. "I can fly a plane, build a car, design a home."