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I finally managed to update this story and I plan to have the next chapter updated by tomorrow although I can't promise. Also for those who don't know I live in the UK and so my updates are by my time and what my tomorrow is so I can't tell you when I'll update this.

Also I apologise if this doesn't make sense please tell me, it was fine when I typed it on a word doc but when I uploaded it with my computer the words were jumbled and I had to email it and upload this with my iPad, it should all be fine and with what I've checked the words aren't jumbled in the same way but they might be somewhere in this chapter.

Lola's POV

It was time for the operation to take place, we were gonna get the wings back and I would never have to face Rajan again. I'd briefly manages to sneak away after the dance as the party had momentarily moved from the palace to the casino, but I have no doubt it will shortly be returning to the palace.

Bentley was talking us through the mission; we needed everything to go perfectly.

First Bentley had to blow the bridge, to cut of reinforcements from the guest house and shift the guards blocking the Clockwerk wings.

Next Sly was to offer Carmelita a dance in hope of distracting the crowd and Rajan.

While everyone was distracted Murray would use the electric winch to lower himself and grab the Clockwerk wings.

Then we get out and make a clean getaway, with Bentley ensuring Murray makes it our safely.

But it needed to be perfect.

Bentley's POV

It was up to me to start off the operation; I headed towards the bridge and prepared myself. The bridge was large and there were a lot of beams supporting the bridge, if I was to pull this off I would have to think about bomb placement strategically.

Sly contacted me via binocucom.

"Okay Bentley Murray and I are moving into Position… you still think you can blow up something that big?" Sly asked.

"It doesn't take an engineer to figure out how to blow up a bridge. I'll start by placing charges on all of the lower cleats. Once the structure destabilises those retainer rings on the upper cleats should pop right off. Then I should be able to bomb all of the upper cleats and it will all come crashing down."

"Just watch your head when that thing gets unstable." Sly warned.

Climbing down to the lower cleats I started placing bombs on the cleats on the outside before the three on the middle frow. While doing so the bridge started to crumble and not only did I have to worry about avoiding bombs but also falling debris.

Working my way quickly to the upper level, before the ground fell down with me on it, I then started placing bombs again and dodging falling rocks, soon the upper level was complete and I quickly jumped to safety watching as the bridge crumbled to the abyss below.

The bridge was down and now it was time to move onto the next stage of the plan.

Lola's POV

Well as predicted we were back in the palace, I was standing near Rajan's throne when the guards started to move frantically to each other whispering, I watched as the passed the message to each guard before it reached Rajan.

"What!? The bridge is destroyed? Take all the man power you need and look into it." Rajan ordered.

Way to go Bentley.

Surprisingly all the guards left the room and hurried towards what I now imagine to be a giant canyon between the palace and guest houses.

Clearly Rajan isn't a great thinker in times of emergency and has in fact done nothing but improve our chances, now with all the guards out the way taking the wings will be easier. I watched as Rajan's leg started to shake and he gripped his chair. I think he's starting to worry.

It was quite amusing but not as amusing as it's gonna be when Carmelita finds out she's been dancing with Cooper. It's a shame I might miss it, I was looking forward to it.

I watched as Sly walked in, Carmelita hadn't made her way here yet and I excused myself to get a drink. By the time I got back Sly was offering Carmelita a dance.

Carmelita looked a little flustered, well I'm not sure if it was a flirting technique or genuine but either way it was annoying in a kind of 'I just want the truth to be revealed already' kind of way.

I watched as they stepped onto the dance floor, the guest must have recognised Sly as they once again made space for him to dazzle us with his moves.

I sat back and watched as they danced across the floor, not to sound egotistical in any way but, we were better. We had more grace and synchronicity from what I could tell and may have been told by some of the guests.

That woman Neyla came over to me, I noticed she hadn't spoke much to many of the guests and she seemed to just be observing everything. She seemed nice but something about her made me uncomfortable and I'm afraid to say slightly intimidated, I guess she was more of the silent type and only spoke when she felt necessary. But she was definitely good at stirring people's emotions.

In the last hour she had managed to make Carmelita spend most of her time scowling, a bartender cry, the waiters self-conscious, guards emasculated andguests would flee from her and make room as she walked by.

But I give her credit she didn't seem fazed by any of this.

Although I was surprised when she stopped by for a friendly chat, at least it started friendly.

"Lovely evening isn't it?" She said in her English accent.

"Yes, things just keep getting more and more exciting." I replied.

"It certainly was nice of Cooper to offer old Iron sides a dance."

"Yeah might help keep that stick out her butt." I replied.

I wasn't really paying attention and just kept watching Sly and Carmelita. I just don't get it there doesn't seem to be anything between them, I mean I admit there's something but it doesn't scream sparks more like common interest, it's like when you meet a stranger for the first time and find you share the same hobbies.

"You seem to be taking it well, if I was in your position I might start to feel even a tiny bit jealous." Neyla said.

What did I tell ya?

I took my gaze from Sly and directed my full attention to Neyla.

"What do you mean? Why would I be jealous?"

"Well from the way you two have been behaving I thought you were a thing or at least a soon to be thing."

"Well we're not." I sharply replied before quietly sighing.

"We're a used to be thing, but it's over now and we've moved on. We're capable of being teammates, I wouldn't go as far to say friends again but we're working on it." I said.

"Oh sorry, even though I'd be a little annoyed at my ex blatantly flirting in front of me." Neyla replied.

"Well it's a good thing I'm not you." I didn't mean for it to sound bad but luckily I don't think she took it personally.

I heard a screwing and clanging noise behind me and noticed that Murray was working on taking off the wings. Rajan was awfully close to the noise and although he was transfixed by the dancing I moved closer to him just in case he turned around.

Unfortunately Rajan noticed and grabbed my arm, before turning back to look at the dancing. I'd have to wait till the dance was over. I watched as Murray started making his way back up to the ceiling gripping the wings. He looked so adorably silly.

The music came to an end and Carmelita and Sly were talking, Sly looked up briefly to check the wings were gone but we caught eye contact and he noticed I was in Rajan's grasp, before returning to his conversation with Carmelita.

Unfortunately I had lost focus and Rajan looked up, he let go and I started to move away as he announced the wings had been stolen.

I made my exit with Sly not far behind, I heard Carmelita curse his name as we left. I hope Murray makes it our safely, but I have no doubts about Bentleys defence skills.

It had been an eventful time here and undeniably it had been pleasant some of the time.

Of course my pleasant memories were cut short by Sly's voice.

"Sorry to break up you and your boyfriend's moment." Sly said.

The teasing was starting to annoy me, and I was getting mixed signals, he's not interested so why does he care?

Plus he knows I'm not interested in Rajan right?

His tone of voice sounded like he was just joking but there was a bitter undertone that made him sound snappy and angry.

Well if he wants a fight he'll get one.

"Yeah it was a real shame too, since he knows how to act like a gentleman. It's nice to enjoy the company of evolved civil people." I replied.

"Evolved? What's that supposed to mean?"

"You know people with class and decency that don't start petty arguments."

"Yeah and I bet they loved you." Sly said with a smug look.

"Why?"

"Well having a pretty young thing wonder round dressed like that, no wonder he was interested."

"Are you implying I'm sort of floozy?"

"If the dress fits."

"I can't believe you, at least I don't go around flirting with cops, I mean come on what kind of an idiot does that, you might as well just turn yourself in." I shouted.

How dare he? He's only doing this cause he knows it gets under my skin, really I should be the bigger person and step down but I want to win.

"Better than spending the rest of my life as a love slave." Sly said.

"Well I'd rather be a love slave than a dishonest, low life that uses his past as an excuse to commit crimes and put himself on a pedestal compared to other criminals."

Sly didn't reply, just looked at me with a disappointed stare before continuing to the hideout. Great there goes my high road.

The rest of the journey was silent and when we got to the hideout we went our separate ways, Bess and Penelope were already sorting our stuff to go in the van.

I went too far, but he started it. Don't dish it out if you can't dish it in. But I'm not a monster I feel bad and I will apologise eventually, ugh why do we end up like this?

Right now though I think we need our space and Murray and Bentley still haven't returned, which worries me the most. I hope they're okay.

Bentley's POV

Using my RC Chopper I was able to prevent any guards getting to Murray, we were nearly in the clear and I started to see the van in our sights.

Even though with the guest house gone, there were so many guards. But they were no match for me as Murray and I made it to the van, although the atmosphere wasn't pleasant.

I don't know what had gone on but it felt tense, Sly was sitting up front and hadn't even turned around while Penelope and Bess were sat looking awkward and uncomfortable between a grumpy looking Sly and an angry looking Lola.

It was gonna be a long trip.

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