Yelin’s POV
Technology always has to choose the best moments to fail. I’m screaming into my mic as loudly as I dare and hear nothing but silence. Furiously, I rip the earpiece off and jab at the power button. Sure enough. Of all times to run out of battery. Helplessly, I turn to the surveillance screen where Karyssa is seconds from being caught. At this rate the entire mission will go under because I forgot to charge my bluetooth.
When the man walks into the room, I brace myself for a horrible scene ending in arrest. Karyssa bolts for the door, as I expected. What I didn’t expect is for her to burst into high pitched giggles and grab the nearest jacket from the closet before running. When the security guard grabs her arm, she whips out—is that a cell phone?—and snaps a few pictures, all while shrieking her lungs off. I’m convinced she’s gone completely insane. The security guard grabs her and I drop my head. It’s official, we failed. Spectacularly.
I’m about to tell Karen to abort the mission and bail, but something on the security monitors catches my eye. Wait a minute... I watch in disbelief as the security guard drops Karyssa off in the hotel lobby and seems to be talking to hersternly. Karyssa nods and giggles slightly, looking mollified, and the guard walks off shaking his head. He confiscated the jacket, but didn’t bother to search her. Which means we still have the pouch of money. So the mission was a success after all.
Huh. It seems I underestimated Karyssa’s on-the-fly skills in deception... That, or the craziness of fangirls in Korea.
<some time later>
“Okay are we fucking alone now???” Karen demands, scratching at her hot pink nails. “I’m goddamn sick of this shit! I feel like a glittery hooker.”
Karyssa snorted laughed. “Yeah we’re safe. But you’re going to have to wait until we get back anyw--” she trailed off as Karen began rummaging around in her bag. “What are you doing?
“Trying to salvage my MOTHERFUCKIN ANKLES!” Karen yanked off her heels in disgust and tossed them unceremoniously on the floor. Then she pulled a pair of converse and socks out of the bag, along with a t-shirt, hoodie, and her typical dark jeans.
I stared at her in disbelief. “So THAT is what made your bag so heavy? You brought an entire change of clothes?”
“Yeah, what about it? It’s not like I had to carry it with me,” said Karen, “And where’s the goddamn bathroom?”
“The bathrooms down the hallway to the left,” Karyssa consulted her map. I shook my head and sighed.
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Badman
Fiksi PenggemarThree friends with ties that go all the way back to America are trying to earn their ranks within a gang that turned out to be their last resort. Risking their lives all for revenge Yelin is a tech expert. She has a keen eye, and her best attack is...
