It's too risky for me to head to the MI6 HQ because I'm new to the mafia. They're still somewhat skeptical about me so they might be following me. Due to this, Aaliyah and James are in my penthouse since I can't go see them. They came in the goofiest disguises ever it was hilarious.

"You already told everything to Mr. Arthur?" James asks, opening a bag of my crisps. I nod my head in conformation.

I called him on the phone Aaliyah made hack proof and told him about everything I saw. Yuzé, Arseni, Gia and Stefan, and more in detail.

Specifically the part when I killed someone. One of the men that worked for the Chinese gang. Just to keep my undercover identity intact.

Mr. Charles told me not to worry about it, that collateral damage was included in the job. Honestly, what he said was that he's a thug and a killer and it was a good thing I killed him before he killed an innocent person.

We all know that Mr. Arthur has some connection to this mission. There aren't supposed to be any rumours in MI6 but rumor is that the Italian mafia killed someone important to him, maybe his wife?

She's dead, we all know about it, but Mr. Arthur will not speak about her death at all. Not just that but he gets crazy angry when anyone brings it up, even if it's to give condolences.

Well, at least that's why everyone thinks he's so hell bent on catching Niccolo. For some type of revenge. No one actually knows though.

"Alright from start to finish, every detail," Aaliyah orders and I know she isn't messing about. If I miss one detail somehow she will know and oh Lord... she hates it to say the least.

"Okay first, I had to go to some cabin in the woods, remeber?" They both nod their heads and I continue. "Niccolo was there, along with his inner circle and a couple other people. We geared up and then got into the cars to head-"

Before I could continue, Aaliyah cut me off. "No, no and no," she shakes her head with disappointment. "Details, bitch? Who was in the car with you."

"Niccolo was driving," I sigh and their eyes widen. "I was in the passenger seat and Pietro, his right hand, was in the back seat."

"Okay, I'm happy," she grins. "You may continue on."

I roll my eyes at her antics and carry on. "The drive there was just silent, nothing happened but then he parked and we had to walk the rest. It was just Niccolo and I because Pietro got lost and then we hear someone. Next thing I see was a green dot on Niccolo's chest so I throw him onto the ground and we miss the bullet by seconds."

Now that I'm saying it out loud, it sounds pretty crazy.

"You should have let him die," James says and I furrow my brows. "Boss wants him alive, you know with his whole justice revenge thing," I remind him.

"Hopefully that can happen before he finds out about you," he mutters which doesn't make me feel good. Really? I guess he notices by the expression on my face and speaks up. "Not that he will. I'm just worried about you, you know?"

I nod my head with a small smile although I know he could have worded that a lot better. "She's got this, she isn't a baby," Aaliyah rolls her eyes. My own personal lawyer. She's always defending me.

"Besides the point, we get there and the Chinese gang and the Russian mafia are there. The Russian right hand is called Arseni and he gave some kind of signal to Niccolo and we started shooting."

"At the gang members?" James ask and I nod my head. "All but the right hand's brother, Yuzé. Niccolo took him to the mafia base."

"Damn," Aaliyah winces. She could never control her facial expressions.

"Arseni made some weird comments when I met him," I add and now they both look confused. Oh, boy.

To be fair, he kind of actually weirded me out. Seriously, could he not take no for an answer? Pathetic.

"Um, go on?" Aaliyah mutters, her brows furrowed. "I think he was trying to hit on me," I reply and once the words come out of my mouth I can't help but laugh.

"The fuck?" James scoffs. "Don't worry dummy, I obviously put him in his place. Niccolo did too, surprisingly," I shrug.

"Yeah, the fuck times two," he mutters, shaking his head. My reaction.

"Anyways, Pietro stole all the weapons which had a bloody RPG," I exclaim and Aaliyah lets out a woah. "After that, we went back the cabin. I officially met Gia and Stefan then I left. I called boss shortly after."

"Yeah, your life is so much more fun than mine," Aaliyah sighs and I push her shoulder. "Girl, I could die, what?" I laugh and she joins in.

All jokes aside, once they find out I'm dead. Well, I think I'd get tortured for a while then dead. I can't believe I'm a snitch. Girl, shut up.

The doorbell rings and James stands up to get the takeaway we ordered. Everytime I'm with them, we have to eat a whole full course meal and sweat treats.

"I have something for you," Aaliyah says and I sit up, her words immediately catching my attention. She pulls out some type of flash drive and my face drops. Really?

"Got me all excited and for what," I grumble, crossing my arms.

"Girl, listen," she huffs. "If you get ahold of Niccolo's computer, plug this in. Once you do, it will give me an alert and transfer his information to me. His computer will seem normal though, he won't suspect a thing."

Oh, so she wants me to die?

Before I could reply, James sits down with the food. "Ooo, I'll get drinks," I grin and head to the kitchen.

I open the fridge and get out to Pepsi's for them and a Sprite for me. I can't stand Pepsi. Or Coke for that matter.

I turn around and almost drop the drinks when I see James there. "You scared me," I chuckle, setting down the drinks on the island.

"Are you okay, Azaría?" he asks softly. That wasn't what I expected. "What do you mean?" I ask.

"The fact that you had to kill someone," he says and I avert my gaze. Do we really have to talk about this?

"Listen," he sighs and places his hand on my shoulder, "I know that was hard on you. You don't have to tell me anything but just know that I'm here for you, always."

I smile at his words knowing that they're true. Even though our friendship consists of ninety percent bullying, we're really close.

"Thank you, Jamesy boy," I chuckle, using the nickname he hates. Flicking my forehead jokingly, he pulls me into a quick hug. I grab the Sprite while he grabs the Pepsi's and we head back to the living room.

James sits on the chair and Aaliyah and I are snuggling on the couch. "I saw that," she whispers as the movie plays.

"Saw what?" I question, genuinely confused. She pokes me in the waist, almost making me fall off the couch. Bitch. She knows I hate that.

"The hug, the hand on the shoulder?" she replies and my eyes immediately widen. Oh, fuck no.

Ages ago, and I mean years ago, we had this joke that James liked me. A little crush, you know? But that was when we were young.

"You can't be serious, Aaliyah," I scoff and her grin only grows. "Oh, I'm dead serious," she insists. "I think his little crush is back."

"You dickheads," James groans in annoyance, "you know I fucking hate it when I show people a movie and they don't pay attention."

"Sorry," Aaliyah and I say in unison with our hands up in surrender. "All focus is on the movie now, promise Jamesy boy," I tell him and he smiles but quickly dismisses it to appear serious.

"See the way he looks at you?" she whispers in my ear and I brush it off. She's wrong. I know she is. And I know him.

I open my mouth to dismiss what she just send but a loud alarm suddenly plays from Aaliyah's computer. What the hell?

She quickly grabs it and once she reads what's on her screen, her eyes dart straight to mine. "The bug you planted, once it heard a voice it sends me an alarm."

James and I quickly rush over to her and she plays the live recording. It feels wrong listening into their private conversation. But it's for the protection of this country.

"She did good today," I hear Pietro say. "Is he talking about you?" Aaliyah asks and I shrug.

Niccolo hums in reply. Really? That's all I get after saving his life?

I wouldn't have even done it if it wasn't for the information I need to get out of him. Not just that, but I need him alive to take down the whole mafia then him.

"Did you get all the weapons and supplies to the warehouse?" Niccolo asks. "Um. What warehouse would that be?" Pietro asks and I can imagine the guilty look on his face.

Am I shocked? I haven't even known the man for long but I'm really not.

"Pietro. The one on the fucking Mayshore Hills," Niccolo scoffs and my eyes widen. Shit. I gotta tell boss this.

"Ohh," Pietro chuckles, "it's getting done bright and early tomorrow, relax and chillax."

I quickly pull out my phone and call Mr. Arthur. He picks up after a few rings. "Azaría," he greets.

"I have something for you," I tell him. "A warehouse on the Mayshore Hills full of what Niccolo says are supplies and weapons."

"They're loading the equipment in early tomorrow, you need to get a team set up and keep watch for now."

"We still might find and gather evidence that will help our case on him," I add.

"Tell Aaliyah and James to come to the HQ as soon as possible," he orders. "I'll update you when we have set up around the perimeters."

He ends the call and their faces have curiosity written all over. They are the most nosiest people I've ever met.

"He needs you guys at HQ right now," I tell them and they don't waste any time standing up and collecting their things.

"I know you're gonna hate missing out but it's just a small task and you're literally in an undercover op," Aaliyah says, knowing I get the craziest FOMO when it comes to missions.

She hands me her laptop and I look at her confused. "I know you wanna listen in, don't give me that look," she rolls her eyes and I smile at her words.

"Don't miss us too much," James winks playfully, ruffling my hair. I just hope they don't get hurt, some of the mafia men will be there.

"Update me!" I yell as they walk out and they yell a 'got it' before closing the door.

I guess it's just me and the movie now. Or... Azaría no.

The live recording is right there. What if they're saying more important things.

Weren't you the girl that just said you feel like it's wrong to listen into his private conversation?

Um... no, what? That wasn't me.

Ignoring my thoughts, I raise the volume and Niccolo and Pietro are still there talking.

"Bringing in Azaría was a good move," Pietro says and I smile at his words.

Why thank you. You're kinda gonna regret saying that though since I'm a secret agent.

"Hate to admit it but you're right," Niccolo replies. Oh? Wish I got that on camera.

"She's your type, no?" Pietro teases and I hear the loud squeak of Niccolo hitting the breaks suddenly.

"We're here, fuck off," he orders. Well, that hit a nerve.

"Off I fuck," Pietro mumbles as he leaves the car and I burst out in laughter.

Off I fuck? I'm definitely stealing that one.

"Ah, Dio mio," Niccolo mumbles under his breath and I finally decide the turn the computer off.

Okay, now it's just me and the movie.



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