Hart for a Hart
I do not own "Kingsman." I only own my character, Lola. I guess the actress I see for her is Bryce Dallas Howard. I want to give a shout out to LuLuLight, who helped me plan out this story.
Chapter 1
In a mansion on the outskirts of London, a woman with red hair and a suit dress sat at her desk, looking at her files. Well, okay, they weren't files, but pictures of a man.
"Activate Spy Cams," she said, pressing a button on her necklace, "Let's see what Mr. Hart is up to today, shall we?"
The camera showed Mr. Hart talking to a young boy at a bar.
"So, that is what you are up to," she said.
A knock at her door interrupted her thoughts.
"Enter," she said.
Another woman with brown hair walked in to the room.
"Miss Lola, I've tracked Mr. Hart all day and it seems he and his companion are going to the bank," the woman said.
"Well done, Erica. Ready the car, and is my jumpsuit ready yet?" Lola asked.
"Yes, ma'am. It is right here," Erica said, handing her the jumpsuit.
"Great. It's going to happen today. I have been waiting so long for this moment. Harry Hart will soon be mine again," Lola said, going to her room to put on the suit.
It had been so long since she last saw him, before he dumped her in order to become a spy for Kingsman, a London spy agency. She was going to make him pay. At first she wanted to kill him, but then she thought it would be much more fun to get him back. Maybe it would be just like it was in the good old days. Once Lola changed into her navy blue jumpsuit, she looked at herself in the mirror, her dark red hair hanging over her shoulders.
"The car is ready, Miss," Erica said.
"Good. Let's get a move on, shall we?" Lola walked out to her car.
Sitting down in her black sedan, she pondered, "Ah…Missus Lola Hart."
"Of course, there is the matter of Eggsy Erwin," she considered.
She knew about Eggsy's skills because he killed Richmond Valentine. How a street kid like him was able to take out one of the world's top billionaires was beyond her. Not that Lola was complaining; she couldn't stand Valentine. He had fired her.
