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Chapter one : Emma's Boys.
"Emma Louise Kennedy." Emma stared in the mirror above the sink in the bathroom. "You are an idiot." She pulled her hair back from her face as she tried to hide it under a black wig. She hated this part of a con, where she had to literally turn into another woman. She hated it even more now that the boys treated her as if she was about to break. Her little brother being overprotective was one thing, but Mickey, Albert and Ash? No that just felt wrong. Emma Kennedy was not the simpering little female or dumb blonde some people, including a mad Russian and an ex boyfriend thought she was. No, Emma Kennedy was a grifter. One of Mickey's team and nothing was going to change that.
"Mickey you are a prat." Mickey straightened his already immaculate designer tie. He knew he looked the part and he was certain Emma wouldn't let him down. Even if she was extremely annoyed with him. He picked up his suit jacket from the bed and wondered if the others were ready. Shaking his head, he smiled to himself. Of course they were ready. There was no way Ash and Albert were going to let them down. Even Eddie had been particularly helpful. But then, they had been spending more time than usual in his bar.
"You ok in there?" Mickey smiled slightly as he heard Ash call through the bedroom door. "You take longer to get ready than me ex wife ever did!"
"Coming Ash." Mickey sighed. He opened the door as Ash and Albert appraised him, even giving them a twirl.
"Nice threads. Now, you know what you are doing. This scumbag is real scum."
"I know."
"You and Emma are David and Vicky. Married, no kids. You are a banker and she is a handbag designer." Ash repeated the backstory they had worked on for the last week.
"I know."
"Just checking."
"Ash."
"Look, nothing can go wrong. Not this time." Albert stated as he saw the younger men glare at each other. They all knew there was a real chance they could loose Emma if anything went wrong this time. The con that had gone disasterously wrong was still fresh in everyone's minds. Emma and Ash had almost been killed. Sean checked his watch as Emma emerged from the bathroom. Mickey's jaw almost fell from his face as he stared at her.
"Oi, you." Emma teased. "You're catching flies again."
"Em."
"Scrubbed up alright." Ash smiled at her.
"Thank you Ash." She smirked knowing that was as close to a compliment as Ash was ever going to get. She picked her handbag up from the table as all four men got ready to leave. It was time to get the show on the road.
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