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Seth had parked the car in front of the Mercado and Josephine turned to Seth, who was loading his gun. She was nervous. She hated being nervous. "What if she doesn't let me back there?" Josephine asked. She had a bunch of other bad scenarios running through her mind along with that one.
"She will, okay?" Seth assured her turning to her, "You've gotta relax. Everything is going to be fine. What are you worried about?"
"I'm about a lot of things, Seth. I'm worried about the stupid lock thing, I'm worried about the bodyguard. I'm worried I'll screw something up. I'm worried that you'll get hurt-" She was going to continue rambling on but Seth stopped her.
"Grab my hand." He interrupted her, holding his hand out to her. She looked down at his hand then back up at Seth, confused, "Just do it."
Josephine placed her rather small hand into his large one, not sure where this was going. He waited a moment before searching her, "Did you see anything? Did you get a vision or whatever it is?" Josephine shook her head as he continued to talk, "See? I'm going to be fine. That's one less thing you have to worry about, alright? As for the lock, you just do it exactly how we practice. What is it in?"
"The reflexes," Josephine answered his question to his little pep talk.
"The bodyguard won't even notice you, if he does it's because of your pretty looks not because he thinks you're gonna rob him. You like like you'd never hurt a fly. It is a good score, Josie. You did the work. I know I didn't exactly make this easy on you, so, thank you for putting up with my shit."
Josephine smiled at the man slightly and nodded, she was still nervous for whatever reason. Seth's phone buzzing in his jacket's inside pocket took away the moment the two were having. He looked at the flip phone, Josephine assumed it was Rafa giving the two the go.
"Okay," Seth sighed putting the phone away, "You ready, partner?" Seth looked at her.
With three words, all the nerves and the butterflies that were in her stomach disappeared, she smiled at the Gecko and nodded. He nodded back and the two gathered their things and walked into the mercado, hand in hand. The tattoo shop where Seth would stay and wait for Josephine to do her part was right next to the Salon. Seth gave her hand a squeeze before he let go of her heading to the tattoo shop. She took a deep breath before entering the hair salon.
Inside an older lady, whose hair was in a precise bob and her makeup was caked on her face, was doing another woman's hair with a hairdryer.
"Disculpe," Josephine says loud enough to catcher her attention over the loud noise from the dryer. She glances over at Josephine and turns off the hairdryer waiting for her to continue. "Voy a un quinceañero y quiero arreglar mi cabello o pelo."
"Your spanish is good," The old woman comments but didn't seem very amused.
"I was thinking maybe braids?" Josephine suggested to the lady, who nodded and motioned to the chair beside the customer she was working on.
