Illicit

Chapter Two

"Okay, so the target's name is Hernan Reyes," starts off Brian. "He runs the drug scene down here. He's never been busted, because he never leaves a paper trail."

              "No paper trails mean no banks and no banks means cash houses," Gisele adds. Gisele. Dios, even her name is beautiful. She reminds me of the goddess, Nike. A warrior of victory. She was ethereal, especially those eyes and legs as long as the Nile river. I mean, DAMN! Never mind. Angel shake it off.

              "She's right," I chip in. "Reyes is known in some circles. He's into drugs, prostitution, and I've even heard human trafficking, but I'm not sure just how much is speculation and rumor." Dom, Mia, and Brian are all looking at me.

              "And Just where did you hear this? Mia put her hands on her hips and stared at me with that look. You know the look. The one that makes you regret even saying something. The half-angry half-disappointed mom stare.

              "You hear things when you run in the right circles. Mia, I am a twenty-seven-year-old man. I don't need you to babysit me anymore! Jeez, woman. I've only been here for twenty minutes and you've already got me over here feeling bad about being into the things I've been into." I threw my hands up into the air in exasperation.

              Brian, ever the life savior, unfolds the map and begins to talk before Mia can reach across the table and murder me. "Ten of them to be exact. Spread throughout the city."

              "And we're going to hit 'em all." Dom's voice ends Brian's attempt to save me.

              Tej's voice sounds incredulous as he says, "All of them?"

              Dom echoes Tej's words in answer.

              Roman rubs his hands together. "That sounds crazy. Bring us to a whole nother country just to rob the dude who runs it?" Mia sighs while everyone looks at Dom and Roman. "I thought this was business. Sounds personal to me. Is that what this is? I-"

              "Everything is personal, Baboon. Even business is personal. Who cares? If you want to leave, then leave," I cut into his speech. Roman, heeding my words, begins to leave as Dom continues.

              "So, what we're talking about is a hundred million dollars."

              "What?" Roman turns around. "You know, sometimes I-I be over thinking, and, uh, you know, I, we just met, but-" Brian chuckles a little into Mia's shoulder when I cut Roman off.

              "Baboon, be quiet. Dom, go on."

              "everything we take, we split even."

              Tej says, "I am down."

              "I'm in." Santos smiles.

              "Sounds like a whole lot of vaginal activity to me," comes from the baboon.

              Gisele, the warrior of victory, says, "You can't pull off ten heists on the same mark. You just can't." I can feel the mood becoming darker already.

              "As soon as we hit the first one, they'll do pretty much anything in their power to protect the others," comes the voice of Han from where he stands behind Gisele. He has his arms crossed across his chest, contrasting Gisele somehow that makes them stand out. Whereas she is Nike, the goddess of victory, he is exotically beautiful, in a way. As she is ethereal, he has the look of someone who is a Japanese kitsune. Able to transform into whatever to be passable. His fox shape, the inside of him, or the real him, and the human form, the chameleon able to blend into anywhere at any time. Someone completely overlooked. Someone who didn't stick out enough to be remember, and he didn't blend enough to not be forgettable.

Gisele was ethereal in the sense that she was not mundane enough to fall away. She has a presence that is a wrathful type, but she's unearthly enough to mixed with every other aesthetically pleasing woman in a magazine. Beautiful enough to admire and stick out for the few minutes it took to observe her. Her looks become one with which someone will compare themselves with for looks. She wouldn't stick though, at least not enough to be the suspect in someone's case.

Together they were unearthly, but significantly unapproachable enough to blend. A pro for our line of work. She made me want to bask in her glow and never leave, but he made me want to see what lied behind the human façade to meet the fox inside.

              Observing the two of them made me want to observe the others and see what kind of aura and presence they could have but a knock from Dom beside me knocked me out of my mind. I smirk at him.

              "Exactly," Dom says with a smile.

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This was supposed to be longer, but Hulu deleted my recording. I mean, I thought i had more time, but apparently not.

Do you guys like this? I feel like this can go some places, but i don't know if anyone likes this.