She left quickly, sticking to the shadows, abandoning her crutches. Just to be safe, she doubled back and crossed through an abandoned building to make sure no one was on her tail. Then she headed for the rundown hotel to give her client the data.
Of course, she had made a copy and kept it on her, in case Near caught her. The client in question was David, no last name, a 42 year old man who ran a blood diamond business. Why he needed the information, she wasn't sure, but her job was to just deliver it. Using a back maintenance door, she entered the hotel.
In the room, a beefy, cunning looking man sat behind a desk, wearing an expensive looking suit. On either side of him there were serious looking men, his bodyguards. "Ah, Blue." David said when she entered the specified room, cigar dangling out of his mouth. Her alias she had given him was 'Bluebird'.
"I trust you have the data." Wordlessly, she tossed the flash drive. He caught it, eyes never leaving hers, before tucking it somewhere inside his jacket. "Now, as for payment…"
He produced from his suit a small silver pistol. The girl didn't so much as blink, but raised her hands slightly from her sides, like a bird about to take flight. Then she spoke, not an ounce of fear in her voice.
"I knew you intended to kill me." She paused, and the corners of her mouth twitched up. "That's why I emptied out your account." That made David pause, before flicking out his phone, still pointing the gun at her. After a moment, his face turned red.
"You little…" he dropped his phone, both hands now on the gun. He was shaking and his face was nearly purple. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.
She ran to the bodyguard on the right, moving so fast that it was impossible to tell if she had been hit. She easily dodged his flying fists with such grace that he looked like a clumsy elephant in comparison. On the next punch she ducked under his arm, than hit some pressure point on his shoulder.
He fell like a rock, and she cartwheeled across the desk, and both of her converse-wearing feet landed squarely on the second man's face. For good measure, she also knocked David out. After a moment of rooting around in his jacket, she found the flash drive. Then she scooped his phone off of the ground before fleeing through the broken window.
Waiting in the street was a black limousine, engine idling. She knew it was Near's- he had in fact followed her. Without hesitation, she ran to it. Someone inside opened the door and she jumped in, landing on the car's floor on her back. Above her was a certain white-haired boy. The second she was in, the car drove off.
"Would you like to explain what happened, 'Lillian'?"
"David's in there." She stated matter-of-factly as she folded her hands over her stomach. Near nodded to someone in the front seat and the car took a sharp turn.
"Would you like to explain why you were meeting him?" she didn't say anything. In the silence, he could hear her uneven breathing. Something red dripped out from beneath her hands.
"Are you hurt?" Near asked, alarm in his usually emotionless voice.
She shrugged, eyes closed. "Not even I can dodge bullets."
Again Near looked up to the front seat. "Head to the nearest hospital."
Dun dun duhn. XD
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