Can I still love?

Chapter 4

"I get it, we know." I flopped on to the bed beside M. Dylan would not shut up about our assignment. he's said it so much i was almost completely certain i could quote it word for word. He was always like this before an assignment.

"This isn't a joke, we're taking down the youngest billionaire ever!" He threw his hands up in the air and crossed them like a child who didn't get a cookie for breakfast.

"Oh really?" M sat up on her elbows and looked over at Dylan "I thought we were taking out a horny hobo!" I stifled my laughter. If you ever met M on the street you'd think she was just a normal teenage girl, that wasn't a skilled killer.

"What about a me?" Tyler walked in the door followed by Aaron. They were out checking out where the exits were, if something happens we always need a quick get away.

"Unless you're a horny hobo we weren't talking about you." I retorted, this mans ego could choke a horse!

"I'm whatever you want me to be." He winked and Aaron slapped him upside the head. They were like two brothers. One practical and realistic, while one was an overly horny guy with the ego of a dinosaur. They evened each other out...almost.

"Ugh get out, there's no room for any of us now that you and your ego is here." M snapped and I high-fived her. We were a perfect insulting team.

"Can we please focus on the assignment!?" Dylan got up and walked over to us looking irritated.

"Dylan come on! You're taking all the fun out of it!" Aaron tried to cheer him up but Dylan just looked pissed.

"Yeah fun and then none of us know anything and we all get killed trying to assassinate one of the most important people EVER!" Dylan finished off his huge rant and looked as all over, like we were supposed to argue again but after that no one wanted to speak.

"We're sorry but we know what to do, and we just want to relax a bit." I tried to calm him down because by the looks of it he was going to chew off Tyler's head because he was trying to hold in some laughter.

"Oh you do? Because you have to meet him in 3 hours and you still haven't gotten ready, you haven't done anything towards getting ready!" He glared at me and this time I rolled my eyes. Was this guy serious? We were about 6 blocks away from where I needed to meet him, the dress I am supposed to wear is in the closet, and my make up needs to be done just before. I don't know what he's talking about.

"I know, and I don't have to start getting ready just yet, and what about you? You 're supposed to go in with me. It's a two person meeting. Or did you forget?" I placed my hands on my hips. We were supposed to be a rich married couple looking to invest some of our money into his business.

"I know exactly what I'm supposed to be doing!"

"So does everyone so sit down and shut up because Aaron is going to order some room service and we are going to remain calm until then." I shoved him in the chest and M stuck her foot, he stumbled unto the bed behind him.

Our assignment is supposed to be done in 2 weeks 3 weeks max. Well that's what we shortened it to. Any assignment we get in an exotic place we shorten our assignment time so we can have some relaxing time.

For the first day Dylan and I have an appointment for 6 with him. We're supposed to scope out the entire place and look for gaps in the security, ways of getting out quickly and where the security cameras are. We need to do all of that and seem like a legit married couple in order for this to work. All of those TV shows where the fake wife always hung onto the husband for her dear life is complete BS. We're supposed to act like we've been married for 5 years. We don't need to hang off each other at all. I have to be parcially controlling and demanding, while he has to try to seem less like a bitch.

The reason we just don't take him out is we have to catch him when he's alone, when a security guard is switching off, or something that consistently leaves him vulnerable at the same time everyday. We have to set up small undetectable video cameras. That's where M and I come in. We're supposed to get in on the 3rd day to set them up, after hours. Hopefully we will get enough info to get in and out without anyone knowing. We're supposed to leave two in his office, one at the lobby doors, one in every elevator, one outside his door, and just one at the top of the stairwell near his office. We leave a lot of blind spots with the video cameras but with them spaced out like that there's less of a chance of them getting detected.

Aaron is our techy type guy. When you look at him you would think he was a typical teenage boy obsessed with girls and football, but really he's also obsessed with technology too. He can't hack in 5 seconds like you see in those cheesy spy movies but he can access video cameras where ever he is, but setting up our own is quicker and simpler (for him at least). If given enough time he could possibly hack an incripted code.

As Dylan is usually our get away guy for one on one missions it's now Tyler because we would be needing a fast and quick get away, that's why we bought the bugatti Veyron. Tyler is more of our memorization person. Weird enough if you give the guy a map of the city it would only take a few hours for him to memorize it, and all the exits out of the city if need be. Dylan is our getaway guy for close jobs, where he knows the streets well.

"Soups on!" Aaron slammed the door in the girls face that delivered the food. I don't even think he tipped her. He could have at least thanked her for walking up to the top floor.

"Ew did you really order soup?" M sat up fully and sat crossed legged on the bed.

"Yes, we flew all the way to Paris and I ordered soup." I don't think he could be more sarcastic if he tried. Aaron walked into the living room causing all of us the leave the bedroom and follow. I couldn't get over how big this suit was.

"What'd you get then." I leaned over his shoulder I tried to lift the cover off from over the dish.

"I got authentic France food!" He whipped around and lifted the cover. My stomach heaved. "I got escargot and frog legs!"

Tyler was the first one to speak. "Ew what the fuck man! Sure were in France but you basically just bought boiled snails and raw frog legs!"

"I'm pretty sure the frog legs are cooked." Aaron picked at the frog legs and picked one up. He wiggled it around, and M make gagging noises from beside me.

"Ugh you're disgusting." She continued to make gagging noises and sounds enfisizing her point.

"Dylan can you please fix this." I couldn't even look  at the food anymore.

"Yeah, what kind of pizza do you want?" he had the phone in his hand ready to dile room service again.

"Are you guys really going to get pizza when we're in France?" Aaron tried to reason with us but it was really hard when he was holding dead bug parts in his hand. Even though I know it's not actually bugs it's still gross and I murder people for a living!

"You can eat that if you want." Dylan called room service and spoke. "Yeah can we have two party sized pizzas?" He paused. "Extra cheese on them please."

Before either of us could process what happened Aaron was on the phone talking instead of Dylan and the disgusting food was flipped and on the floor. "Yeah and triple pepperoni on them too, thanks charge it to the bill, bye." He slammed the phone down and all of us stared at him.

He simply shrugged and spoke. "i had a bite." We all made disgusted faces and sat in the living room.

"I hope the pizza gets here soon, I don't want to do this on an empty stomach." I closed my eyes and counted the seconds until the pizza arrived.

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Hi guys! I'm not sure if these are accurate or not...I mean the pizza part everything else is fine I'm pretty sure. This A/N thing is weird can someone please tell me how to do it! I'll update as soon as i can. Promise...I hope you guys like it. And sorry for the spelling mistakes, my friend will fix em after i send it to him. a picture of the car on the side. enjoy car lovers