Synopsis: According to their informant, two Londoners by the names of Church and Magnolia are helping run a notorious human trafficking ring. But when American spies Petra and Levi go undercover to stop the international ring, they find several issues when taking these two down.
“Are you done yet? I still need to take a shower,” Levi called through the bathroom door, knocking to accentuate his point. Petra gave a melodramatic sigh from the other side of the door.
“I thought you took one while I was getting dinner,” she complained.
“No. Erwin was clarifying some mission points with me so I didn’t get the chance,” he explained. The lock clicked and Petra opened the door. Tall black heels lengthened her short legs and the short dress she wore left her thighs practically bare.
“Nice to meet you, Legs,” he commented.
“Nice to meet you too, Small Dick,” she replied.
“You don’t like your look?” he asked, stepping into the shower and stripping.
“I feel like I’m going to flash someone at any moment,” she sighed, trying to look at herself in the mirror above the sink. “I can’t even wear spandex under this! I’m going to be arrested for indecent exposure, or something.” He snorted.
“Well, you are supposed to be a hooker,” he pointed out. “You want me to run down to the hotel store and see if I can get you some shorts to wear under that?”
“No, I’m fine,” she sighed. “I think I’ll be fine. After all, we won’t be fighting in public. Flashing someone I’m arresting isn’t the worst.”
“It’ll just be an hour or two,” he reminded her. “But for the record, I think you look great.” She laughed.
“You want me to wear this kind of get-up every day?” she asked.
“Well, I wouldn’t be opposed to it.” Petra laughed even harder.
“Why am I not surprised? Go take a cold shower.”
The party seemed way too glitzy for it to have human traffickers on its guest list. But then again, the trade’s full of money, Levi realized as he and Petra walked around the ballroom, eyes peeled for their targets. Her hands squeezed his arm as she leaned in towards him.
“They’re over in that booth on the left,” she whispered.
“Got it,” he replied, kissing her jaw to avoid any suspicion that they were talking about other guests. Levi knew that in this crowd, they wouldn’t have an allies. They walked over to the two and Levi discreetly sized them up. Church was tall, lean, with a messy mop of blonde hair and leaning back in the booth like he owned the place. Magnolia had her fiery red hair pulled back and seemed to be joking around with Church. She didn’t look like much of a threat, but then again neither did Petra and she was a force to be reckoned with. After all, according to their informant they were causing all kinds of trouble in the US and UK.