She takes Mike out.

“Listen, I think that-“

WHAM! Before Mike could finish his thought, Angel’s forehead slammed into his face, immediately breaking his nose. As the smell of blood filled his nostrils, Mike cupped his face with both hands in defense and shock.

“What the fu-“

THUMP! Mike’s voice was again cut off by a strong uppercut to his abdomen. His arms instinctively wrapped around his stomach, revealing his face now dripping with crimson liquid coming from his nose. Angel didn’t waste any time and wrapped her locked arms around the man’s neck. In one quick motion, her leg swiped his and she fell backwards, sending Mike’s face to the ground violently. Angel rolled the large man’s body over and cocked her arm back ready to deliver another strike to his face.

But the blow never came. Angel noticed Mike was already knocked out cold. His body completely limp except for the barely noticeable rise and fall of his chest. Angel reached into her apron and snagged her last zip-tie. She dragged Mike by the arm to a radiator near the corner of the room. She quickly wrapped the zip-tie around one of the appliance’s metal bars and Mike’s wrist before securing it tightly. After reaching into the man’s pocket and acquiring the office keys, Angel turned off the light and locked the door behind her. While adjusting her golden mask, the undercover agent made sure the coast was clear and started back to the outdoor club.

Angel made her way around the pool, casually walking as if nothing had happened. She quickly found Victor’s cabana and made her way inside, pulling the curtain open slowly. Victor was still there. He was lounging on the section, glass of red wine in hand, and watching a newly appeared TV that took the place of the mirror behind the bar. His eyes turned to her with a smirk.

“Well look who it is,” he called out while leaning forward to sit up straight, “I was wondering when you’d be back.” While he seemed to be alright with Angel’s return his focus went straight back to the TV. Angel climbed onto the sectional, sitting almost on top of Victor but allowing his vision not to be obscured. She carefully rested herself to his side, making sure her cleavage was inches away from his face, and turned to the TV as well. Suddenly she saw Ava walk out in her royal blue bikini in front of the crowd of club goers in the pool.

Angel could only watch nervously as Ava made her way to the center of the pool. The other contestant, a thick tan woman, was twerking up a storm and getting the crowd’s approval. As Ava made her move, Angel’s eyes followed with intrigue.

“Whoa,” softly exclaimed Victor, “I did not see that coming.”

“Yeah I…wasn’t expecting that either,” Angel replied back.

Both had their eyes glued to the screen as they watched both competitors make their final case while the pool mob went nuts. What seemed like five seconds the DJ announced the full minute round was over and a winner had been chosen. Angel silently cheered on Ava as the crowd began the count down. Victor took another sip of red wine as the crowd could be heard from the cabana. Finally the countdown went to zero as Angel winced in anticipation.

“Oh shit!” exclaimed Victor as the trap door under the pool bridge fell, sending the loser of the final into the pool.