Losing The Past

Part 11

We go down to the main floor and into a room I had never been in before, there was a very large table in the middle with office chairs surrounding the table. It looked exactly like a meeting room in any office setting.

"Hey man, what's the scoop? You were really vague through text." Chet asks as he sits with his feet up on the table, a very pretty girl with short black hair cut into a pixie cut sat next to him playing with a throwing knife.

"Yeah dude, you caught me before getting ready to go clubbing." Jenny said from her spot nearest the door. He helped me sit down with him so we could talk to everyone and hash out a plan.

"Okay so everyone knows Naomie and I have a job to do tonight for her to prove to the boss that she can be useful to him. Well the job is to gather as much intel on Luca Ricco, the son of the Italian mob boss Vincent Ricco." Chet dropped his feet to the floor upon hearing this, the girl beside him took her eyes off the knife and gave Charlier her full attention and Marshal let out a low whistle.

"No one has ever gotten close to him before, I mean ever. How do you guys plan on doing it?" Marshal asks. I start to second guess the whole date situation, I was thinking we were going to spy on some older dude who will be easy to read. I don't think this plan will work now, not the way I was thinking.

"What's on your mind sweet cheeks?" Marshal addresses me directly, looking over to Chuck he is thinking as hard as I was, maybe we realized the same thing.

"Before I didn't know who we were spying on, but knowing who it is and I have heard many horror stories about him, I don't think our initial plan would work. Our thoughts were to have two couples going out on a double date. But we won't be able to get close to him unless he takes an interest in someone with that kind of story." Chet laughs and wraps his arm around the girl.

"Yeah the whole date scene has been tried before. It ended in our spy killed and the random girl we used taken." I turn to Charlie worried, he has a stony look on his face, guarding his emotions right now. Judging by how tense he is, he was apart of that mission some how.

"I know this is dangerous, but I was actually thinking of playing the whole friends set up friend and ends up having a very bad date. Have the poor girl," he points to me, "run off crying because her date," he points to himself, "turns out to be a total douche. Maybe he will take pity on her or like her enough to approach her. But again, I need people I can trust to help protect Naomie no matter what." he leans forward, leaning his forearms on the table and looks each person in the eyes.

"Since you trust everyone in this room, why don't we have two people go in about an hour before us and have a meal and make it look as normal as possible, then our group will arrive and I will be the last one to show. That way we have four extra sets to help out?" I throw out randomly.

"Not a bad idea." the girl beside Chet sits forward knife still in her hand. "I've been after Chet to take me out for a while so we could go in first, have a little date then make it extra long with desert and everything so we can still be there when you guys show up." she grins as Chet looks at her with puppy dog eyes.

"I'm a horrible boyfriend I know, but I like the way you think." he grins when he finishes his sentence and leans over and gives her a quick kiss on the lips.

"So that means I don't get to go clubbing?" Jenny pouts.

"If that's okay with you, I trust you and Naomie needs your help to be safe." Chuck tries to persuade her, she just grins and holds up her hand to make him stop.

"Fuck off dude, you had me at the word go! I enjoy the undercover work. Naomie, Shania, we will go to my room and get ready for tonight. Boys meet us down stairs at 6 sharp." with that she got up, pulled me to my feet and drug me out of the room while Shania followed close behind.