Chapter 11: 11: Chat
Samia saw Olivia, Michelle and Jeydah sitting on a bench made for 6 people, she noticed Kyle was there. He looked angry, "You guys don't take me seriously. You guys don't respect me. You guys don't respect the guys I brought with me or my division. I'm not going to sit back and pity myself."
Jeydah looked annoyed at him; she was frowning; she clearly didn't care, "What does that mean then?" Kyle looked even more pissed as he stop me, "I'm done." He said as he walked away. They all looked annoyed.
As soon as Kyle left, Samia appeared, and sat down in his place, "What was that about?" She asked as everyone's face suddenly returned to normal, "He feels like he's not being respected. He's a joke."
"Anyway, there's a function, happening this Friday. Clear your schedule; you have to go; you aren't exactly infamous yet." Samia looked up, "What if Gustavo spoke to other guys? What if they happen to notice me?"
"You that big, and he should be scared enough not to run his lips to others." She calmed down a bit as a ball hit her head, it was a basketball. Samia turned around to see who did it, and she noticed a 6'5, Arabian guy with a bowl cut walking towards her.
"I'm so sorry. My friend can't shoot and he's so insistent on trying to shoot from deep." It was Milorad, a tall basketball athlete who was boarding on 115kg of muscle, "I feel like-" Samia interrupted her, "It's alright, I can't talk right now."
She dismissed him and with that, he left, basketball in hand.
Olivia spoke, "Next weekend, we head Bristol. If you fail to get this information, we can't go Bristol and complete the job. Thankfully the guys will do the heavy lifting." She nodded as she pulled up her phone to see a message was sent from Jeydah.
It was a picture of the guy, and he was a well-groomed East Asian. He donned some glasses, "Obviously, we know his name, Vince, but you can't let him know this." Samia nodded as she spoke up, "So after I get what we need, what then?" Michelle sighed.
"Honestly, I say you stay for a couple of minutes and start chatting." Everyone looked at her, and they looked confused, with everyone thinking what would be the purpose of staying longer than necessary.
"Really? I thought you guys were 'oh so smart' okay, imagine if you make him fold, you get what you need and you leave. He's going to know damn well you were his opposition."