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Mr. Greely got the meat wagon, chilled, as demanded. Sonja, Seth and Josephine stood in the warehouse mapping out their plan as Santanico and Richard went to go take care of some other business. As the three culebras that we knocked out earlier loaded some carts into the truck they requested, the girls and Seth looked over a map.
"Okay," Seth says looking over the drawn-out blueprint, "Map says the diesel repair is the way in, so we're gonna start there, all right?" He pointed to where he was talking to on the map and both Sonja and Josephine nodded. Seth was about to continued but he turned back to Greely's three men, loading the truck a bit too full to his liking, "Hey, don't stack those all together just yet, Hopalong. All right? We gotta make sure we got room for Santnaico's box and Josephine." The three men joined around Seth and the man that Josephine knocked out spoke up, "Well, we'll mark it, pretty boy. The name's Colt."
"Got it, Little Joe." Seth replied sarcastically, not really giving two fucks.
"Before this is over," Colt spoke coldly as Josephine joined Seth by his side, "Before this is over, I'm gonna sink my teeth in your five o'clock shadow and do the same to your little lady here."
"Buy me a drink first would you?" Josephine said flashing a fake smile, "Oh, we're going to have so much fun in there together aren't we?"
The three men tensed up clearly wanting to pick a fight but Sonja came to the unneeded rescue pushing her and Seth away from the three men, "Okay. Go do some work. Somewhere else. Go." The three men scurried off to go do something as Sonja stepped in front of the two. She handed them both little laminated cards, labeled in red letters, Department of Public Safety. Josephine didn't really know what it was necessary for but she didn't know the three of them needed them in order for this plan to go smoothly. Seth looked at his card but glanced in the direction the men went in.
"What?" Sonja asked also noticing his paranoid state.
Seth sighs shaking his head, "I just don't trust those snakes. Yes, I know Richie's one of em, but I get a bad vibe just looking at em, you know?"
Josephine watched as Sonja chuckled slightly at Seth. "Okay, well just don't look at them," Sonja replies to the man, "Focus on the score. Okay? Let's go."
Sonja got a little too close to Seth for Josephine's liking. Her fist clenched and her eyes narrowed at the girl who was staring into her man's eyes. Seth stepped back from her, however, but Sonja didn't seem to notice - but Josephine did, and she smiled to herself. Sonja walked passed the two.
Seth turned to Josephine, concern in his eyes, "Are you sure you'll be okay in there? I don't trust those things around you."
Josephine smiled and wrapped her arms around the man's neck pulling him closer, "It's poor Seth worried about little me?"
The man rolled his eyes at the smirking girl as she continued, "Don't worry about me. I can take care of myself. Santanico showed me some new things. Besides, I don't trust them to leave Santanico alone and the poor girl wouldn't even be able to defend herself once she's in there. Don't worry about me, alright? Just do your part and things will run as planned."
