Lindy Booth is playing Conner Daily. She was the annoying girl in wrong turn with the red hair who had sex on the car, and was in some other stuff too, hard to find pics of her on the web. Lyrics belong to Letters to Cleo from "Dangerous type"

: She's a lot like you
The dangerous type
She's a lot like you
Come on and hold me tight:

"Conner Daily?" Amy asked again still staring at the woman.

"Amy Bradshaw, yeah yeah Katia told me she was calling in you. I told her I could do this alone, but she was set on having the perfect score. And you two," she looked disgustedly over Scud and I.

"You're working with Katia?" Amy frowned. "But you're a DEB!"

"Yeah, babe that was forever ago, I was part of a group tailing Katia, we had split up and I was the one to find her. Katia made a better offer."

"If you were looking for Katia that was like a month ago," I pointed out.

"A better offer then saving the world from people like her?" Amy

asked, both of them ignoring me.

"I seem to remember you had a better offer once too, so don't go

giving me that perfect score bullshit," Conner snapped.

"Okay, time out bitches," Scud stepped in between them. "I think we all need to back up just a little bit, band together, and steal some cash, and maybe find a club." I grinned, watching Amy and Conner eyeing each other, finally Amy rolled her eyes.

"Whatever, lets go."

"What through the front door?" Conner laughed mirthlessly.

"There's a side door dipshit," I spun heading for the alley where the side door should be. I heard the others following slowly behind me, but at least they were being quiet. The alley was darker then the street, the lights of tourist Paris being left behind. I found the door and crouched beside it, I slid on gloves watching the others do the same before they crouched around me.

"The code?" I whispered to Amy.

"I'm not saying in front of her, let me do it," she pushed in front of me. I had no choice but to let her in front of me, or be thrown on my ass. Scud exchanged a look that said it all. 'what the hell'. I nodded in agreement.

The door opened with a near silent click, Amy grinned at me and

pulled it open. Conner started in, but Amy grabbed her arm, pulling her back before she could actually step inside.

"What the fuck?" Conner hissed. Amy held out a hand to me and I gave her the scrambler. She aimed it into the room and held the trigger, there was a faint sizzling sound and she handed it back to me. Looking

very satisfied she motioned Conner inside.

"Motion sensors dumbass." Conner gave her a look and I expected them to stick their tongues out at each other, but Conner simply stepped inside. We filed in behind her and the door shut plunging us into a deeper darkness then outside. Beside me Scud fumbled with the flashlight, soon the stairway flooded with light.

"Now where?" Conner asked, tossing her hair out of her face.

"Did you pay attention to any of our classes?" Amy asked.

"Downstairs," I answered before this could escalate. "The vault is in the basement. Are the stairs clear now?"

"Should be clear all the way up and down now," Amy confirmed with a nod.

"Are we all ready then?" I asked.

"Yes can we just do this?" Scud shoved past leading the way to the basement. I took Amy's hand and pulled her along with us so there could be no more bickering to slow us down. Scud paused at the bottom of the stairs waiting for my to scramble the motion detectors, I did and we stepped through.

"Left," Amy announced, we turned, following her directions until we stood in front of the vault.

"Let me guess, you have the code to this too?" Conner asked sarcastically.

"Kids," I stepped forward, jamming the lock gun into the old fashioned lock, and pulling the trigger, at the same time tugging on the handle a couple pulls and the keys aligned and the door swung open.

"You aren't so lame after all," Conner stepped into the vault smirking.

"No No No No! We all jumped forward trying to pull her back but the alarm was already sounding, the vault door shutting. The three of us grabbed the handle trying to slow the door enough to let Conner out, it pulled us forward until suddenly it ground to a halt, a few inches room to spare, the alarm still blaring.

"What the hell?" Scud peered around the door and began to laugh, I looked around and smiled. There wedged in the door was a pile of gold bricks. Conner grinned through the crack, shoving the door open wide enough to let us in.

"Let's hurry," I began loading down my back, the others quickly following suit. The alarm pounded in my ears, if the DEBS had forwarded the signal to any law enforcement we had only minutes before they would be at the building, I thanked God for small favors when we had all loaded our bags with no more fighting between Amy and Conner, and no sign of the police.

"Let's go," Scud let the way out of the vault; I held the door for Amy, then Conner, who grabbed the gold. We took off running to the stairs, vault slamming shut behind us. Weighed down, we scrambled up the stairs, pausing by the door, I motioned for them all to wait, and peered out, no sign of police yet, but faintly over the alarm I thought I could hear sirens in the distance.

"Move," I shoved them all through.

"Head for the back, we'll circle round to the car," Conner ordered, we all followed her without question, with the door shut, the sound of sirens was more pronounced and getting closer. We come to the corner of the building just as a security guard rounded it. Without hesitation Conner clocked him with the butt of her forty-five, smoothly sliding into the small of her back as the man crumpled to the ground.

"What the hell?" Amy yelled, as Scud and I sprinted past the man, she bent, putting her fingers to his throat, checking for a pulse. I skidded to a stop, I ran back to her, grabbing her arm and pulling her up.

"He's fine, let's go!"

"Lucy, he's unconscious!" She gave me a pleading look.

"And the police are almost here," I matched her look, tugging impatiently. "He's breathing right?" She nodded. "Then he'll be fine, but we'll be in jail if we don't get our asses moving!" She paused for a moment, still looking down at the man, who gave a slight moan. With a quick nod we took off again, passing through the alley behind the other building till we reached the street again.

"Where are they?" Amy asked, looking left and right.

"They'll be here," I nodded, searching the street.

"Yeah she's real dependable," Amy answered sarcastically.

"They'll be here," I spoke firmly.

"Whatever Lucy," she rolled her eyes.

"What is your problem?" I asked, dropping my bag.

"Nothing," she crossed her arms, turning away from me.

"Whatever," I muttered.

"I'm just nervous, hello that wasn't really my thing back there. And now we are just standing here, waiting for the police." Just as she spoke twp cruiser speed past the intersection, I heard them screech to a stop, presumably in front of the DEBS building.

"Fuck," Amy looked frantic; I pulled my bag back on, taking her hand.

"Come on," we started walking away from the street with the police. Just as we did a sports car slammed to a stop at the curb, Scud waved from the passenger seat, a huge grin on his face. We quickly tossed our bags in the truck and got in the back seat. Conner pulled a quick u turn and we headed away into the night.

Paris sped by till Conner pulled into a small park, dark at this time of night and seemingly deserted. As we all climbed out Conner's phone began to ring, we all started at the sudden noise then watched as she answered.

"Yes? Yes, just a little misstep. Yes," she frowned. "Um, sure. She wants to speak to you," I took the phone from her outstretched hand, not surprised to hear Katia's voice.

"Cutting it a bit close, I believe."

"Yeah, well speak to your girl about that. And we got what we went in for."

"I did not doubt you had. Conner is going to take you into the park, just you, and we will make the exchange."

"Right, and then what?" I laughed. "You shoot me?"

"You may bring whatever weapons you want." She hung up.

"You know the plan?" I asked Conner, handing back her phone and lifting my bag from the trunk.

"Yes," she grabbed her bag and we each took another.

"What's going on?" Scud asked warily.

"I'm the only one going on the meet."

"That's bullshit," Amy scowled.

"Love you too," I gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Be back soon."

"Lucy," she grabbed my arm. I slowly pulled it out of her grasp.

"It's out of my hands." I followed Conner into the darkness until we were out of range of the car; I released the safety, and pressed my gun to the back of her head. "Give me your gun."

"Get that piece of shit off me," she growled.

"Give me your gun."

"Fuck you Diamond."

"Katia said I could bring whatever weapons I want, and I would feel a lot better holding yours, you don't want me to have to tell her that her lapdog doesn't listen do you?" I asked sweetly. She let out a long annoyed breath.

"Whatever," she reached slowly behind her back, grabbing her gun, then whipped around to hit me with it, I leant back enough that she missed me, twisted the gun out of her grasp, and pressed both barrels to her temples.

"Nice try, but one more time and I might develop a taste for killing. Katia's got us in a corner here, but I am pretty sure you are expendable. You are not on top here." She nodded angrily. "Glad you understand that. Now let's get to the meet."

Five minutes later we stopped in a clearing, both dropping our bags, I retrained the gun sites on her. We stood still for a few moments, until rustling in the woods announced Katia's arrival, I spun one gun to cover her too, she was flanked by three big guys in dark suits arms crossed all secret service style.

"Calm down Lucy, I have what you want."

"And we have what you want. Send one of them over." One of the big guys immediately knelt before a bag opening it and inspecting the contents, he nodded to Katia. She produced what a recognized as the remote for the bombs. Then pulled a piece from her pocket tossing it to me, I let it drop to the ground.

"Next job is in Berlin. I hope we can be more civil next time.

"Sure," I answered with mild sarcasm. I knelt, grabbing the piece, and turning to jog back to the car. I made it back quickly.

"Come on," I told the other two, tossing Scud the piece. "What is it?" I asked as we walked.

"Looks like the motherboard for the control."

"Good,"

"Where are we going?" Amy asked.

"Hotel, then we have to head for Berlin tomorrow." A horn honked behind us, and we stopped seeing Conner pull up beside us. She leaned to open the passenger door, our bags sitting there.

"Katia wanted you to have these back." Scud grabbed them, shutting the door. She looked at us for a moment, then smiled. "See you in Berlin then," she sped off into the night.

"I think you're right about her Amy," I said with a slow nod.

"What's that?" Amy asked.

"I don't like her," Scud started walking again.

"Yeah, and she's a bitch," I added.