Delirious || Bozari

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Mari

This better be a Hell of a surprise, Mari thought.

Boze had never told anyone the full plan. All she'd done was give everyone their roles. As the van moved, all anyone could talk about was what was going to happen. There were more theories than Mari could count.

But there was one thing everyone was certain would happen; they were going to kill the mayor.

That thought was exciting. This would be bigger than anything Boze, or anyone else in L.A's criminal underground, had ever done before. Mari knew that this was the start of something new for everyone. And that might just be what excited her the most.

Psycho sat next to her, reading over the blueprints again and again. Beating up Wrath had earned her a lot of respect from the other brawlers, so the silver-haired woman didn't hate her anymore. Didn't mean that they were anything close to being friends, however. Mari doubted that she and Psycho would ever get over the "frenemy" stage.

"You ready?" she asked Psycho. For some odd reason, Wrath had paired the two of them together for the mission. Even though Wrath said that she'd forgiven her, Mari was pretty sure that this was her form of revenge.

"Readier than you," Psycho shot back, running her fingers over the route they'd take, which was outlined in red. She was wearing a brown wig to hide her vibrant hair.

"Very funny," Mari muttered under her breath. She'd always had a good memory, so she'd already memorized the route, giving her plenty of time to stare at the other women in the van.

All of the brawlers were here, along with a few delivery girls to make sure that the cargo wasn't damaged. The said cargo were three leather briefcases, designed to look as inconspicuous as possible. No one would think it was anything out of the ordinary to see six women in suit-dresses with briefcases, which was exactly what they wanted.

Psycho was the one who had been trained by the fixers on what to do with its contents. Mari was simply there for extra protection, and to make Psycho look less suspicious. That was fine by her. She was looking forward to the suprise, and she felt like knowing the briefcase's contents would ruin it. She also didn't want to have to deal with any more pressure than she already felt.

The van rolled to a stop, and Chaos opened the doors to the back. "Knock yourselves out, girls."

Mari climbed out first, followed by the other five brawlers. She found herself in an underground parking lot not too different from the one back in the Compound. According to the building blueprint, they were in the one under City Hall.

They split into their pairs and headed off in three different directions. She and Psycho veered to the right and headed towards and into an elevator. Psycho punched the G button, and then they were soaring up.

Ground floor turned out to be the entrance. None of the government workers spared them a second glance as they walked through the giant room, a crystal chandelier hanging above their heads. The red carpet underneath their feet muffled the sound of their heels hitting the floor. Unless you were looking for them, you never would've spotted them out in the crowd.

Knowing better than to get on her nerves, Mari let Psycho lead the way. They walked down hallway after hallway, passing offices and meeting rooms as they did. In a way, it reminded her of the first mission they'd done together, when they'd retrieved those files in the prison. It couldn't have been more than two months since then, yet it felt like it had happened a lifetime ago.

Eventually, they arrived in what looked like a boiler room. Mari shut the door behind her and stood behind Psycho as her accomplice opened the briefcase and got to work.