FAITH POV

I could feel his eyes on me as I danced, burning into my skin. I had spotted Jace and Chris at the bar having a conversation that looked a little heated, and for the slightest second I panicked as I worried about what they were discussing.

I knew how Chris can get, and I was a little surprised to see them exchange a friendly handshake before Chris walked off. He must actually like Jace if he hasn’t punched him yet.

Connor was currently by one of the podiums, cheering the stripper on as she wrapped her legs around the pole and hung upside down, showing some impressive flexibility. Drake sat with Chris now as they chatted to two girls who were leaning over and basically sat on their laps to carry on their flirtatious charade. Chris looked over at me, waggling his eyebrows suggestively as the girl he was with rubbed his arm. Drake looked almost bored as the blonde he was with whispered something in his ear.

My eyes went to the bar, and before I could help it they connected with Jace’s. He was still leaning against the bar, completely ignoring the naked girls and poles and just held my gaze. A sudden urge to have his arms around me caused me to give him and inviting smile, and he took the invitation with open arms and crossed the distance of the dance floor until he was directly in front of me, ignoring the bar tender who was shouting him to get the beer he had ordered.

“I figured you might as well come over here since you’ve been checking me out for the majority of the evening.” I smiled at him, having to shout slightly over the music.

He grins then slides an arm around my waist and pulls me up to his body which was moving with mine “You know, white is meant to be a sign of virtue and we both know I took that away from you a long time ago.”

I shrug “A big part of my job is to lie Jace, this dress and its colour is a big fat lie.”

His grin widens, and he cocks his head as he stares at me a little more intently, obviously thinking something over. It made me wonder what exactly he and Chris had discussed at the bar.

“You look gorgeous by the way.” He compliments, and my stomach actually flutters a little “Then again, you always did.”

I scoff this time “Yeah sure I did, my sweats and hoodies were sexy as hell.”

He doesn’t laugh and just stares at me a little harder “I always thought you were sexy, gorgeous and beautiful no matter what you wore. You seem to forget I dated you before you changed into this confident vixen you are now.”

Why did you cheat on me then?

I bit my lip from blurting that out, not wanting to talk about the past. It’s happened, let’s just leave it and enjoy the time we have left. My stomach turned as I remember when this mission is over, he will be gone and I would have moved on. That’s if Ed even lets him live and go back to his old life...

I knew I would never let that happen however. Part of the deal for me to actually become an agent was that my friends and family were unharmed. Any harm comes to Jace and that would be breaking a promise...and I would go ape shit. The safety of my friends and family was what was important to me the most. It was the damn reason I was currently living this life in the first place.

“I don’t know why you’re so keen to have the old Faith back.” I state, really not understanding why he was so determined to see if any old part of me was still here.

He smiles slightly, pulling me closer to him and leans his face close to my ear “I liked the old Faith...a lot.”

“And you don’t like me now?”

He shook his head “I never said that, I like the confidence that you’ve developed. But there are some things about the old you that I do miss...”

I grimace “Like what? My quality as a wet blanket?”

He doesn’t tease me, and places a small kiss on my lips which sends shock waves running through my body before replying to my question “The fact that she was kind, caring and vulnerable. That’s the things I miss about you.”

“I don’t...” I mutter, cringing as the memories of just how pathetic I used to be flash though my brain “Why would I want to be vulnerable?” I ask like it’s a ridiculous question, saying vulnerable like it was a swear word.

“There’s nothing wrong with being vulnerable Faith, everyone has that quality in them.” He smiles at me, making my body almost melt into his strong arms. My arms snake around his neck as we carry on barely moving to the music “Everyone has a vulnerability.”

I cock my head curiously “What’s yours then Ghandi?”

He laughs at my sarcasm, before his eyes meet mine and I can see the sincerity in his eyes. “You are.”

My body tenses over at his short but blunt reply. Neither of us says anything as I process his words. I was his vulnerability?

“When it comes to you, I can’t think straight.” He replies to my unspoken question, and I swallow hard as the feelings for this boy are starting to creep to the surface again. How can I not care about this idiot when he says things like this?

I keep telling myself it’s because he was a reminder of my old life which I craved, the only link to the life I had and I wanted to cling onto it...but there was a part of me that knew I was lying.

I smile, before leaning my face forward and placing my lips onto his. It barely takes a second for him to recover from the shock of my action before he responds to the kiss, moving his lips against mine as he rubs his hands across my lower back and pulls me even closer. The kiss almost makes my knees buckle in, and I wrap my hands into his hair as I give him entrance and our tongues collide, not helping the whole knees buckling over situation.

When we finally realised we both needed air, we pull away catching our breath. He gives me a genuine smile as he gazes at me, and I can’t help but return it.

“You always had a way with words Dixon.” I comment, and he grins proudly.

He shrugs “It’s a gift, few are born with it.”

I laugh at his arrogance and tilt my head back slightly. As I lower my eyes to meet his again, something over Jace’s shoulder catches my eyes. I moved to the right slightly, boring my eyes at the scene that is unravelling in front of me.

I can see Jace fur his brows at my sudden distraction, before he turns his head to see just what I am staring at.

Holly.

She was at the far corner of the bar, almost in the shadows, sat in one of the booths with another guy I didn’t recognise. The guy wore an expensive suit, and everything from his posture to the gold Rolex on his wrist told me he was a powerful man. The way he spoke to Holly and the way she nodded her head like an obedient dog told me he was giving her instructions, and she was taking them dutifully. The guy was maybe early 30’s and from the air he was breathing around him it screamed he was in control of whatever he and Holly were talking about.

Everything fell into place in my head, and I suddenly felt my stomach drop.

“Shit, do you want to get out of here before she sees you?” Jace quickly asks in a panic. Being spotted and having my cover blown was the first thing that flashed through my mind too, until I paid a little closer attention to the scene unravelling in front of me.

I cock my head as the guy in the booth slides a big brown envelope over the table, and Holly picks it up nodding her head. She checks in the bag, glances around the club to make sure no one is looking at her before placing the envelope in her handbag.

And that sold it for me.

“Faith?”

I turn my head to him, my face no longer playful like it was before, but the icy mask was once again placed over my face “You know you said Holly got herself a decent job and gave up the drugs to sort her life out?”

He creases his brows together, not quite getting where I was going with this “Yeah...?”

I nod my head towards the booth where Holly and the guy were “She may have found a decent upstanding job, but the drugs are something that are still a big part of her life.”

His face is the perfect picture of confusion as he looks over at the booth, and after a few minutes I can see all the pieces fall into place in his head. His mouth falls open in shock, while mine remains gritted together as I remember to keep up the agent facade.

“Holly is the drug dealer?” He breathes in disbelief, not taking his eyes off the booth.

“Ironic huh?” I say bitterly “And that guy she is sat with is the drug lord.”

He snaps his head to me with his brows raised “How do you know?”

“Look at him. Expensive suit, powerful stance, barking orders at Holly and she is taking each one without so much as a breath of disagreement. He just handed her an envelope, which I can bet my life on is filled with the drugs she has to offload on her next nursing shift.”

He shakes his head wildly, not quite believing anything I’m saying. I roll my eyes and realise I have a job to do; I can’t spend my time explaining to this idiot. I reach into my bag and pull out my phone.

“What are you doing?”

I punch a few keys onto my phone, sending the text to Chris to inform him we have just found the nurse and drug lord, and they are in the same club as us. I turn my head once the text is sent to where Chris and Drake were still sat just in time to see him pull out his phone and read it, his eyes flashing up to me to confirm the text. I give him a nod, and through the one look I gave him he got the message that we had to get the fuck out of here before trouble kicks off.

He nods his head telling me he understands, before leaning over to Drake and explaining the situation to him. I turn back to my phone still felling Jace’s questioning eyes on me.

I open the camera on my mobile and pull Jace so he is stood in front of me, shielding the phone slightly so you couldn’t tell what I was doing.

“Faith, what are you doing?” he repeats.

“Taking a photo of our drug lord. I have never seen him before, and with a picture of his face we can scan it through the system and get a name for the bastard, as well as address and postcode.” I inform him, clicking the button on my phone and the picture snaps. The flash goes off, and the photo is not the clearest considering I had to zoom in quite far. It didn’t really matter, with the amount of equipment back at the firm we could enhance this picture and it would be like a fucking passport photo by the time we are done with it.

I kept myself busy with this because having to come to terms with the fact my target is my childhood best friend is not something I wanted to do right now.

“We need to get out of here before we are spotted. Holly sees us, its game over. I can bank my money on the fact this bar is crawling with dealers and members of his little army.” I inform him, and he quickly gets the idea and grabs me by the arm as we push our way past the dancing crowd and towards the podium Drake and Chris were trying to drag a drunk Connor away from. Obviously leaving the flexible half naked woman is not something he was willing to do without a bit of whining.

Just before we reach the podium, I bump into someone and knock the drinks they are holding onto the floor, the glass smashing at our feet.

I lift my head to mumble a quick apology to the guy, but when my eyes land on his face my body freezes. His eyes widen as he recognises me and Jace.

“You!” Dan screams, pointing at me and Jace with a snarl at his lips.

No one moves for a few minutes, before a vicious smirk appears on Dan’s face and he turns and sprints off to tell the rest of his friends the agents who are trying to sabotage their little business are in fact in the house.

Well, so much for getting out of here not being spotted. I knew coming to Watford for a night out would end badly, but all the boys reassured me and were convinced it would be fine and dandy.

I hate to say I told you so but...



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A/N: right guys, i know its a cliffhanger and you probably want to hang me from a cliff right now, but i just wanted to let you know i probably wont be posting for a few days as my friends have organised a 3 day bender so hopefully i'l be too drunk to remember my own name, let alone my wattpad password. Thats if things go to plan, i have a bunch of friends who are very bad at keeping to their plans and i am 3 pennies away from absolute poverty right now. But fingers crossed for me hey! :D

I promise i will update by latest thursday, and again thank you so much for reading my lovelies :D

Anyway, remember Dan? Jaces drug dealing manager who got away? Incase you didnt, i thought i would remind you :D

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