Teenage Crime Affairs (Ninjago Mafia AU)

Chapter 17: Finally, A Plan

~Lloyd's POV~

"Congratulations, Lloyd. You are finally being a responsible team leader."

"Shut the fuck up, Zane."

I tapped the pencil furiously against the blank paper on the dinner table, huffing and sighing as my brain rotted to hell. It's already day three of searching for information. Kai and Nya couldn't find anyone to temporarily charm, Cole and Jay was a bust but Jay still looked a bit shook up when they came home last night. Skylor and Pixal haven't even figured out the coding yet to hack into systems and without their work Ronin and Dareth can't do much either.

It's already ten in the god damn morning and Zane has awoken us early simply to get to work, which is yes good but everyone was pretty bummed out last night when they came back from their missions. Letting me know they didn't really achieve anything. I hear a loud sigh in my ear, making my face instantly drop, "What?".

"You're getting distracted, Lloyd." Zane scolded me for like, I can only assume the millionth time. "Being a team leader of a illegal mafia gang is hard. You try being me for a day." I snarled back, turning to see Zane sitting next to me at the table. Zane gave a weird confused look at me, raising a brow and tapping the paper on the gorgeous dark wooden table with his finger, "I am a nindroid. That task will be very simple and easy to complete."

So far throughout this process, each time my mouth opened, something sarcastic came out, then followed after me mentally slapping myself as I forget Zane doesn't quite understand sarcasm. "Don't you have someone else to go check on? What about Pixal and Skylor, what's going on with them?" I spoke flatly to him. I looked over at Zane as he hummed and looked up at the golden glass chandelier above us, "They're still trying to hack into a loan shark website, obtaining information." his robotic voice as monotone as ever.

"Pardon, sir, but I believe someone is onto us. This was delivered for us at the front counter." A familiar voice spoke behind me. I quickly turned around, somewhat frightened and saw the small figure of April, reaching out a yellow thick file towards me. "Ah, thanks for helping out today." I took the file from her hand. I acted calm but actually on the inside I'm freaking the fuck out. How the hell is someone on to us already, we just got here?? Did one of my team members fuck something up? If someone did, they're getting close. "I'm pretty sure that's not a good sign.." Zane spoke lowly with a sad sigh.

"Sirs, I'm sure it's nothing to be worried about." The petite April once again spoke to us. "It could be helpful, we may never know. I'll be in the tour bus if you need any assistance." Zane and I said our thanks and goodbyes to the little servant girl, in which she bowed in returned and left the penthouse.

He could be wrong though as April stated. "Maybe..but maybe not?? Think about it Zane-" I start and Zane's head perk back up at me as I start my not so well thought out explanation and theory. "Currently we're known as suspects. That means someone is aware we're here and we're after them, but that only makes sense if we were seen or recognized. Tell me what does that mean.". "Our cover has been blown?"

I stood still for a few moments thinking over what Zane replied to my question. "Mmmm, okay, yes, maybe?? Possiblyyyy..??" Zane's answer to me may or may not have brought to light our situation by being busted. I mean as long as none of us go to jail and slash or fail the mission, we'll be fine. "It means we're on to something. Someone knows something and we almost have them!" I exclaimed, punching Zane's shoulder ever so softly as a friendly maneuver and he returns a strange degrading look at me back. "No. Lloyd. That's not good. I see where you are trying to reason but in reality we need to stay undercover until we're for sure about things."

"For sure about what??"

"That's what's up to the team leader to decide."

Zane got up and sighed, shaking his robotic metal head at me which I'm not gonna lie, stung a little. I thought my theory was pretty good. "Go around asking the others about their plans and maybe it'll help you write yours, I'm going out." Zane huffed at me as he turned around and headed out the dinner room. "W-WHAT?! WAIT, ZA-" he quickly cut me off by raising a hand to my face, never looking back at me. "I expect it done by the time I'm back."