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"I KNOW THIS Jenkins dude has to have a record. We gotta get our hands on this file," Diego asked from the drivers seat of his car as he, Maria, Five, and Allison pulled up to the Police Department.
"And your plan is to what? Waltz in there and just ask for it?" Allison asked from her seat beside Maria in the back seat. Five had claimed he was the oldest so he deserved the passenger seat, which made Maria really want to punch him in the face, but she refrained.
"I know the station like the back of my hand, sis," Diego claimed. "I've spent a lot of time inside."
"Handcuffed," Allison retorted.
"Whatever," Diego rolled his eyes. "Here's the plan—"
"Plan?" Five repeated lazily. "I'm just gonna blink in there and get the file."
"No, that's not..." Diego shook his head. "You don't know the ins and outsof this place, okay?"
"I literally just did this yesterday," Five said.
"What?"
"Well — Maria and I's yesterday, not your yesterday," Five explained quickly. "It'll take me two seconds, why don't I just go —"
"Listen to me. You are not going in there," Diego said firmly. "I made a call. That's what a leader does. He leads."
With that, Diego opened the car door and slammed it shut, walking off into an alleyway next to the Police Department.
"Well," Maria clapped her hands together, causing both Hargreaves siblings to turn and look at her. "What shall we do for the next ten minutes?"
"I should try to call Vanya," Allison mused, tapping her fingers on her knees.
"There's a payphone right across the street," Five pointed out. "Got any change?"
"Hey, Vanya, it's me..." Allison started once they exited the car and walked across the road. Allison stood with one hand in her pocket as she left a voice mail for Vanya, while Five and Maria stood beside each other, leaning against the concrete wall, shoulders pressed against each other.
"We could've gotten the file by now," Five muttered, his arms crossed over his chest. "It would've taken me less than ten seconds to blink in there..."
"It's alright," Maria said. "It'll give Diego something to do... I love his little 'I'm the leader,' thing."
"Yeah, he's got this hero complex," Five said dismissively. "Probably cause' he's always been Number Two."
