No Ones Pov
Vivien ducked lower behind a large potted palm tree, her eyes wide as she adjusted her cap. The person sitting across from Amelia was a massive, intimidatingly bulky man with a rugged face and a jagged scar cutting across his jaw. He looked like he had crawled straight out of a dark action thriller.
Amelia crossed her arms, trying to maintain her usual arrogant demeanor, but her voice betrayed her nerves. "Finally! What took you so long?"
The scary man slowly raised his eyes, fixing her with a dark gaze that Amelia visibly gulped, her confidence instantly evaporating.
Swallowing her fear, Amelia reached into her bag, pulled out a photo of Vivien, and slid it across the table. "Whatever. Just look at this," she hissed, pointing a manicured nail at the image. "I want a hit on this girl. I know your crew never misses a target. In return, I can pay you absolutely whatever amount you demand!"
