Taking down the pill, the father and daughter duo stood at the entrance of the church; armed and ready. Jade taking the painkillers and finishing a water bottle before throwing it in the waste bin nearby.
John dressed in his all-black suit and Jade dressed in her all-black feminine suit as well. Tight slacks and heeled boots. Clocking her guns and placing them onto her belt, she stood beside John; waiting for his command. They gave each other a small smile and a nod before entering the church. Pushing open the large doors to reveal the breathtaking cathedral. Some people in different pews resided there with their heads facing down.
A priest approached them, wearing a green and gold robe, with a white sash and talking with a heavy Russian accent. Welcoming and asking them for any assistance, the duo had quickly taken out their guns. John shooting the priest in the leg, and the guards running to his peril. Jade shooting up and behind John; covering his backside as he continued shooting in front of him. Once all of the guards were down, and the church became filled with silence, the priest spoke angrily in Russian. "Do you have any idea who the fuck you are messing with?!" "Yes. Yes, we do." John shot back in Russian.
Jade could understand some degree of Russian and some other languages. Although he wasn't a professional at speaking them (like her father), the decently knows what they are saying. Part of her training as an assassin was to learn the most commonly spoken languages in the world. Just in case she had missions outside of North America; communication is key. Russian wasn't the best language she can speak and understand. She was pretty good at speaking and understanding a good amount of Spanish and Japanese. She was so excited to do missions alone one day; wanting to go to South America, Europe or Asia for her missions. Although, that moment never occurred.
Shoving the priest upward, John followed him as he revealed the location of the private stash. It was underneath the church and guards were placed at every corner. Jade followed in pursuit, having her dad's back at all time. Reaching the basement, they shot the guards and screams from the ladies handling the money echoed everywhere. "Do you really expect me to be scared of you?" The priest spat. "Open it," John said, both Jade and John pointing their guns at him. "Viggo will kill me..." He sighed. The small sound of rustling was heard behind John as he swiftly turned around and slammed the back of his gun to the guard's head; drawing blood. "Uh huh." He simply said, drawing the gun back at the priest.
His tone made Jade smirk; it was funny to think that the priest didn't take him seriously at first' she mentally shook her head in disbelief. She also noted how he had the muscles to quickly attack with the largest submachine gun she's seen. John told her to stray away from big guns and firearms until she had gained the muscles to hold and train with one, and only stick to firearms and weapons to her size. She agreed, remembering the time she held one of his large guns, and practically flew back after a few shots fired. Although, then she was pretty skilled with a sniper rifle. Not a military grade one, but one that didn't get her moving back constantly to readjust because of the movement it made when she would shoot. Marcus had actually trained her with the rifles, and she even got to use one when they were in San Francisco together.
The priest then imputed the correct sequence of numbers as the steel bar door unlocked. "Ladies, out," Jade said as she opened the door and pointed toward the door as they frantically ran away frightened. "Honestly, what do you think you are going to do with all of that?" The priest asked, looking over at John who was dumping all the contents out of its boxes, he grabbed an explosive an walked out of the small room to the stairs, waiting for Jade. "This." She plainly said and shot the explosive as it caught on fire. The flames reaching all the money and gold that it could burn. The smell of ashes and burning paper fumed the air around them; giving off the warm air like a summer day. John stepped aside as he offered Jade to go first and put a hand on her shoulder as they walked out of the chapel together. Letting it burn beneath the holy ground.