forum I Am Not As Fine As I Seem

Started July 12, 2018 by Deleted user

tune

<Quiet..kind of lonely but I can't wait to start, which reminds me; we gotta buy more laundry detergent after this.>

Matt saw smoke, staring out the window had finally paid off. "I'll be right back guys," He walked out the door.
He practically ran to the store passing an alley on the way, "Hey," he said quietly. He found her again.

<Quiet..kind of lonely but I can't wait to start, which reminds me; we gotta buy more laundry detergent after this.>

<I can go shopping later… anything else we need?>

The group stopped. "Scatter." She whispered to them. They quickly nodded and shot off in different directions. "So, we meet again. What brings you to the alleys?" She smirked and crossed her arms over her chest.

"I'm always in the alleys," He joked, "Besides your little boom is getting big media attention,"

<Quiet..kind of lonely but I can't wait to start, which reminds me; we gotta buy more laundry detergent after this.>

<I can go shopping later… anything else we need?>

<uhhhh make sure the house doesn't burn down. That would be great.>

<Lol will do!>

"That was the point. They'll find the little message soon." She chuckled, remembering that they sprayed the message 'If I burn, you'll burn with me.' by request from the client in fireproof spray paint. "The Six are pretty much always their first suspect."

Allistair smirked and powered off his phone. Now, what to paint? He sat at the bottom right corner of the wall, preparing his things.

"Well thank you for telling an innocent stranger your plan," He stepped closer, "Anyways, I want to talk. Is there somewhere safer we can go?"

She raised an eyebrow but went with it. "Follow me." She led him down a series of back alleys and secret paths until they reached an opening in the broken down part of the city. The other girls were already there. They jumped up when they noticed him, brandishing weapons. "At ease girls. He just wants to talk." Very slowly and suspiciously, they lowered their weapons. She turned to look at him. "You wanted to talk somewhere private. This is about as private as you can get in this city. Now, start talking."

He winked at the other girls with a charming smile, "I lost my fence for art forgeries. You can't really sell without a middleman. I'm here to offer my services to you. And don't tell me you don't want them. I'm Neal Caffrey, Everyone wants them,"

She stood for a moment and glanced back at the other girls before all of them burst out laughing. "Oh my god, you think we would want something from you? Oh god that's great!" Storm wheezed out between laughs.

"I can get you jobs, clients, money. I can forge anything so ID's, Passports, License, Bonds… Not a problem. I will boost your current clientele numbers and all you have to do is sit back and watch the money roll in,"

The laughter finally died down and Storm wiped her eyes of her tears of laughter. "Listen, sweetie, you might be big, but the rules are different in the alleys of New York. The main one being trust no one. Now I'm going to say this once and once only before I send the girls after you." Her face turned serious. "Get lost. If I find you here again I will not hesitate to kill you."

Now Neal was the one laughing, "You think you can kill me… how cute. Listen, let me prove myself."

"And why should I do that?" She was so close to snapping this guy's neck. He underestimates you. Just like everyone else.

"Unless you want to get caught for the little crime you just committed,"

"Oh? And why should I care about that? I've got too many ways to get out of prison. You don't scare me."

"I'm not here to scare you. And after all you have done you won't have to worry too much about easy imprisonment,"

"Oh please. I know that they won't go so easy on me. Hell, they'd probably lock me in Washington under maximum security for the rest of my life, knowing them." She chuckled, still not convinced that she should work with this guy.