Red hated working late but it had to be done. Sighing, Red pushed her intercom button. "Sarah, go home. I'll finish and lock up tonight." It was silent for a moment then, "Thank you, Red. Goodnight." Red sighed and picked up her acorn tea, it was going to be a long night.
How right she was. It was around three that morning when a group of men in suits broke into the building, Red narrowed her lone eye as they made their way to her safe. It seems she was going have to teach a lesson real soon. Reaching into her pockets she pulled out several acorns and grinned, she loved using her inventions.
Red sat on the room's beam, watching the group separate, so to make searching for her easier. Didn't anyone teach these thugs to look up? Oh well, she hadn't had any fun lately. A smirk fount its way to her face as one of the thugs informed the group leader that they couldn't find her.
"Looking for someone, boys?"
All eyes widened as they looked around trying to find her. Idiots. Red dropped some acorns on the ground causing their attention to fall to the objects as they released their knock out gas.
"Sweet dreams."
It was around three when the MI6 was called and Nigel fount himself watching several thugs being brought out, some needing more help than others.
Nigel held back a wince as one was brought out on a stretcher with a metal pole shoved mostly up his arse. Someone obviously ticked someone off. Nigel turned to a nearby Police Officer and flashed his MI6 Badge, "What happened around here, Lad."
The young officer gulped, "They were hired to kill Ms. Black, but Ms. Black wasn't willing to take it lying down, either that or she saw them coming. She wasn't very happy, sir."
"And Ms. Black is?" The nervous officer pointed up the stairs, "Right there, Sir."
Following the boy's finger Nigel almost laughed, he should have know and it also explained a lot. Standing next to the Chief of Police was Red. Nigel looked just in time to see the other pocket several acorns and almost laughed.
Some things never changed.