ANNIKA TURNS TO MITCH with a smile planted on her lips, nodding her head to the stranger who asked her how long the two been married. "He thinks we're married." Mitch hums, not really caring, keeping his eyes on Lilith who was across the street walking towards the resteraunt. Annika frowns. "Don't think too much. You'll lose your nerve."
He doesn't look at her, keeping his eyes on Lilith's swaying hips as she walks into the building. "No, I dont think so."
"It'll be your first time."
Mitch blinks a few times; "Yeah, not in my mind."
Victor walks in after Lilith a few minutes after, his eyes scanning the room.
Lilith was seating at a table, a book in her hand and a coffee mug in her other hand, slowly bringing the mug to her lips as she looks for her target, her lipstick leaving a stain on the white mug.
"Lil, your friend's arriving now." Mitch's voice came through the intercom in her ear, which was covered by her hair. She couldn't help but feel something in her stomach when he called her by her nickname, when she specifcally told him not to call her Lilith, but to call her blaze. It felt like butterflies were flying around in her stomach, but she ignored it.
She brought a hand up to her ear, pressing down on the button. "Copy."
Lilith lowers her book when she saw her target entering the resteraunt, her hand inching towards her gun. She watches him closely how he sits down on the bar, getting a shot and bringing it to his lips.
The chair next to her scoots back, a figure sitting on the chair. Her eyes flicker to Mitch, before they flicker back to her target.
Sharif places a black flashdrive onto the bar, and soon a man slips into the bar stool next to him. Lilith's eyes flicker to Victor, who was coming up behind the two targets, her eyes widening when she realizes it was a stupid move.
The one who sat down grabbed a knife from a plate next to him, turning around and walking towards Victor, Victor being too slow as the man sticked the knife into his stomach.
