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~~MITCH RAPP~~

Rapp and I were investigating the local mobster in hopes to find his next target before we lose another agent. We were attending a party for the mobster's daughter, some spoiled girl who had her eye on Mitch but he wasn't interested. Annoyed he pulled me from the one guy I was speaking to and we were now dancing on the dance floor.

"Everything okay, Rapp?" I asked watching his brow remain hard as he kept his focus on the mobster behind me. At least Mitch could dance unlike my last partner who had two left feet.

"We are wasting time

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"We are wasting time..." he mumbled I gave him a look which I saw the mobster's daughter groaning that Mitch wasn't looking at her.

"You have a stalker." I answered watching him glance back at me, with a small dip and spin now I was where he was and he where I was. He could see the mobster's daughter groaning and I felt Rapp's grip tighten onto my lower back. "What are you doing?"

"Just play along." He whispered I smiled running my one arm across his face in which I saw his fake happy smile because I never saw him smile for real. His one hand lifted my chin and left a small kiss on my lips which did stun me. I faked that I expected it even though I didn't know how to react. "Pretend to agree with coming with me out of the room." Mitch took my hand into his and we moved through the crowd vanishing from view of everyone. He opened the door and we slipped through undetected in hopes to find the mobster's office area. Moving down the hallway I stopped pushing Rapp backwards then peered over the corner again.

 Moving down the hallway I stopped pushing Rapp backwards then peered over the corner again

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"Two armed guys coming this way...let me handle this." I smiled Rapp nodded as I began to stumble around like I was drunk.

"Miss...you can't be here." The one guard exclaimed as I pressed my hand to my lips leaving a small chuckle behind it.

"Oh...sorry...I was looking for the ladies room." I smiled tripping so the guard could catch me and once he did I gripped his arms with my hands then looked up at him. Swinging up my knee I slammed it into his stomach before slinking my leg around his neck and twisted quickly knocking him to the floor. Before his friend could react Rapp was behind him putting him in a sleeper hold and he collapsed. They were merely unconscious but they wouldn't remember our faces due to being deprived of oxygen too long. Finally I found his office and we slipped into the room without a glance. Moving swiftly to his computer I began typing on the computer while Rapp remained on guard by the door in case anyone came by.

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