The job
“Your job is to find Arthur Ulysses and do me a favor Lora don’t get yourself killed.” “When have ever been not careful Henry. Target spotted going in wish me luck, Henry.” Lora says in a hushed voice "there are cameras everywhere I need lead to a private room
Las Vegas
Monday:
00:1:00pm
“Henry what we got talk to me.” She says with a cokey tone.” “Hacking into the security surveillance system now and…. Your clear security cameras are disabled. Lora, be careful please. “Always am” she says with a cheeky smile, and she got up and started walking to the stairs. “You’re not allowed back here. "I need to talk to your boss sir” as she fritillary said to the bodyguard, she slowly let him look at some of boob then kneed him in the groan and Lora took the back of here Glock pistol. Knock him out “didn’t you mum ever teach to take a lady out first. Henry at the top of the stairs they are too many of his goons I can’t get passed them without drawing attention. “Christ, fine but if you get shot, I will let you bleed out” Henry angrily jokes with Lora. “Hello boys would be a dear and let me pass I really don’t want to shoot. They pointed their guns at Lora. A man steps out with caffeine brown hair, and he was wearing a light grey suit with a bright blue tie. He laughs with a grin on his smug face. “Agent Mathews you are a sight for sore eyes it’s me Arthur boys lower you guns she’s alright.” Arthur says with his hand up. His men lower their gun that were once pointed at Lora. Arthur's men move aside a pushing this wooden oak door open. “We have much to discuss Agent Mathews.”
