Us Against All

Chapter 6: Second Meeting

                                 Recap

       “Gimme the pendrive. I wanna see what's in there before handing it over to Eagle.” Blade said but was shocked on seeing Blaze's reaction who almost snapped her neck while turning towards Blade.

        “What?” Blade questioned in the tiniest voice she had ever spoken in.
      
     “Fuck.” Blaze whispered.

                                    ***

      “Holy God of fuck! Don't tell me you forgot the bloody pendrive?!” Blade said while hitting a sudden break which almost made Blaze hit her head on the car's windscreen.

       “I know! What am I supposed to do now? Shall I go back?” Blaze asked. It was the first time she messed up this bad. She had never left a job undone and now this. She couldn't make a single delivery. It all happened because of that stupid girl who mistook Blaze for her girlfriend or whatever. Blaze wanted to go back and punch that girl on her face.

       “Okay. Alright. Breathe. Breathe again. Now, check up with your client and ask her where she is right now. We can go to her and take that pen drive without anyone from W.I.P.E.O.U.T knowing.” Blade came up with a better idea than just freaking out.

       Blaze complied and looked at her phone and chocked. Blade's eyes grew huge, she got the hint that it wasn't a good news at all. Blade couldn't even bring herself to ask the question ‘what.’ She just snatched the phone from Blaze who was having an existential crisis at the moment.

        *I gave the package to a girl who claimed to know you. I can't do this anymore.*

       Blade read the text on Blaze's phone and had the exact same reaction as Blaze. Blaze never fucked up before. But this time it was a big fuck up. Blaze and Blade looked at each other, none of them capable of forming words anymore.

                                  ***

       “How can you be so careless Blaze?!” Floyd's voice with his Spanish accent boomed in the common room of W.I.P.E.O.U.T. If he had arrived a minute late then he wouldn't have been able to overhear the conversation among Blade, Blaze and Eagle.

        What boiled his blood was the fact that Eagle simply told those two troublemakers to sleep and they would discuss this matter later. Did they not understand the grave seriousness of the issue Blaze had caused?

       “Give me an answer Blaze?!” Floyd's voice boomed shocking both Blaze and Blade. He was already loud enough but he was getting louder somehow. “I trusted you with this important job and you proved to be useless and untrustworthy.”

       Blaze had no answer for this. But atleast she wasn't crying in front of Floyd. It would have made him madder. According to him there was no place for weakness in W.I.P.E.O.U.T.

       “Tell me did I pick you up from the streets and covered all your past doings for this?!” Floyd growled.

       He always had a frown on his face and his stormy grey eyes, sharp jawline and receding brown hair did nothing to make appear less angry. Floyd mostly dealt with the paperwork unlike Eagle who found them boring. But he still took care of the important things.

        The thing Floyd said triggered Blaze's past and everytime someone mentioned her past she could feel Clary trying to float on the surface of her mind. She ran upstairs towards the roof which made Floyd realize that he had touched a part which he shouldn't have. He looked at Eagle with literally no expression on his face except a never dissapearing frown and Eagle in turn rolled his eyes and looked at Blade. Blade never understand this mutual communication but however, she always knew what she was supposed to do. She followed Blaze.