Trading Closed

You reach the base and stroll in to clapping.

“Amazing work team! Gil has the soul trading desk shut down completely. It’ll be a week before they get it back online.”

After being soulless for such a long time, doing something selfless and good feels strange. A good strange you suppose.

“What are we doing next?”

Andy looks at you. “Eager. That’s good. I want to hack into Casino Hell and tap into their security system. With video footage of what the Queen is really like, we’ll have a chance at breaking her hold on Vegas.”

“How do we do it?”

“Should be a nice, easy, beginner operation. We have a payload in charging cords. Just drop them off at the hotel desk to use.”

“When?”

“We’ll let them squirm a bit and let the heat die down a bit. Three days from now.”

You give him a flirty hair flip. After all, three days is a while to work on bedding him.

Three days of hanging out with the group is fun, but you’re ready for action.

Andy calls you and Taylor into the briefing room.

“The task is simple girls, drop these cords behind the hotel from desk. It should be a straightforward job. Flirt a little, drop them off and get back.”

Taylor and you hop into the black SUV.

“You ready?”

“Let’s go!”