Inglewood Vice (Wade & Dahlia)

[Wade Von Doom]

Four years, 48 months, 1460 days since 'Crimson' was last in Inglewood. Convicted of a cop murder and sentenced lightly, before that, the mobster was a bouncer for the gang. You needed something done, he did it. He was the Nicky Santoro, the Tommy Devito, you wanted a guy dead, you called him. You wanted someone intimidated, he'd break their fuckin' fingers until they were crying in pain. There was no doubt in anyone's mind that he was willing to do the dirty work for them. He wasn't ill tempered, or a hot head, or someone who seemed to even be excited by the violence, he treated this like it was an office job.

He got paid, and he did his job well, no need to take luxury in this type of hustle. Nobody knew who he was, where he came from, all they knew was he had time in the military serving in the middle east for a small time before he was court marshaled for reasons unknown. After that, he moved here and made himself known as a hitman for hire. The bosses took a chance on the guy, and he aced it the first time around, giving him a gig for life. He was loyal enough to not talk, and he didn't want to know the details beyond his job, a good man best keeping around.

The cop murder may have put him behind bars for a while, but he at least had a job for when he got back. The bosses would pay off his parole officer so he could go around freely, while he could get back to work. He was told to meet at a motel southeast of Inglewood, small place called the Motor Inn. There he'd meet the person who had been doing his job while behind bars. Dressing in his finest suit, Mike prepared for whatever this meeting was about, while also being sure to see who this other bouncer was.

He own a cheap car, lived in a cheap house, but he needed to stay low and couldn't access his finances, so this would have to do. When he arrived at the Motel, he took a moment to put on his shades and looked himself in the read view mirror. He'd be a bit rusty, but he could shake it off, he always did. Wondered how well this guy was doing with his job, since the job was about setting up protection for jobs, intimidating clients, doing hit jobs, making sure shit got done, and it was not an easy job to do.

Once he got out the car, he made his way up the stairs to room 34, knocking on it to see if anyone was inside.

 

[Black Dahlia]

Hamari

Stood in the middle of the hotel bathroom. Glancing at herself in the mirror. Her hair was in tight loose black curls that she threw up in a loose but cute bun. A few of her curly strands fell in front of her face, and a few curls bounced freely on the side of her ears. She wore little to no make-up. Only mascara an a soft matte red lipstick.

She wore a simply black joker. Her light hazel brown eyes glowing from the sun shining through the bathroom window. She wore a simple short sleeve off the shoulder black dress. The dress ran down to her ankles, but on her right side had a slit that ran all the way up her thigh. She wore nude colored stockings, and her breast sat nicely in the dress.

A simple gold watch, and black red bottom hills. Above the slit she wore a garter around her thigh, and hidden from plain sight. The Garter held two of her favorite daggers, and a small vile of something special.

Her hand henna tattoo's revealing themselves as always. However the rest of her tattoos were hidden from view.

She looked at herself in the mirror with awe. If someone would have told her she would have been here five years ago she would have laughed. Yet, here she was one of the best killers the game had to offer. There was only one person they considered better than her and she was about to meet him today. Everybody here looked to her as a little sister, but they felt like her and Wade could hold a "special" interest.

So they asked her to be the one to fill him in on everything that was going on, finish a mission, and try to show him a decent time. Since he had been locked away from a females touch for quite sometime. She smelled of honey and roses her favorite perfume. She heard the light knock on the door and smiled lightly to herself before walking over to the door.

When she opened it she saw Michael standing there and gave him a soft heart-warming smile.

"Hi, You must be Michael. My names Hamari. Hamari Gold."

She spoke in a soft breathless like tone as she looked up at him with a lovely smile, standing on the side of the door for him to come in.

 

[Wade Von Doom]

Under his shades, Mike raised en eyebrow to Hamari. He wasn't expecting his replacement to be someone like her. From the looks of it, she was more an escort than a bouncer. Then again, Mike wasn't told that she was going to give him a night out, as the bosses wanted that to be a surprise. Still, Mike nodded his head and shook her hand. "Pleasure." He simply said, walking through the doorway. The room was small and a bit cramped, but Mike didn't pay any mind to it, putting his jacket on a chair in the corner. "So you've been doing my job while I was away?" He asked, taking a scotch glass and filling it with some booze off the counter.

"How much do you know?" He meant his sentencing, why he got put away. His tone was casual, but a bit defensive, not very comfortable sounding. Meeting someone new, he was never good at getting a conversation going, and he was thankful he at least had the job to talk about to see how she handled herself while doing his day to day. He caught wind of her perfume and admittedly, the more he look to her, the more he was seeing an attraction towards the darker skinned woman. He wasn't a rock, Mike liked being with women for a night or two, what man didn't need sexual fulfillment or a good night's stress relief? But he tried not to make it a habit of having, for lack of a better word, regulars.

 

[Black Dahlia]

Hamari

watched as Mike made himself as comfortable which she knew was something that would be done. As he poured his drink. Hamari began to play with the combination on the small safe lock that was apart of the Hotel room. Once the combination had been entered a small black and gold suede female Michael Kors purse. She then went over to the table and pulled out four handguns.

Two were simple Colt 45, classic hand guns. Just a simple start off with a nice kick. She placed those two guns on the table. Then reaching under once more she two more guns. These two where a smooth slick matte black. With a gold outline on the frame and trigger. Both of them slick and small for a woman's hand, but you could tell they could put you on your ass. She had two matching gold silencer barrels that were matte black. Carved with a dragon design to look more like hair chop pins than silencer barrels.

Her hair was still in a bun. A messy bun with a lot of hair dangling elegantly. She stuck the two barrels in her hair in a X-formation making it look like it was a style with her hair. The barrels were coated with a special kind of matte coating spray, that caused a defect when going through medal detectors. Causing her weapons to go through without a problem. The paint caused a brief delay so that the detector would beep when the next person behind would walk through. As she finished the pieces on her outfit she heard the questions he asked. Grabbing her own glasses and following his lead she poured the dark liquor into her glass and took a long sip, before sitting on the end of the bed with her legs crossed.

"Yes, and I've been told I'm the best... Female on the team that is. I would be number one but you have more kills than me by about seventeen people. However I've heard how many kills you have done and if what they say is true my number has to be pretty high as well to only be seventeen behind you. As far as what I know... Well... You were in the military in the middle east for a short time. Before being court marshaled for a reason unknown. After that you became a hit man for hire. The bosses gave you a job you aced it with flying colors. You ended up getting busted for killing a cop I believe. If I'm right they caught you trying to ditch the body. Did some time and now your back out."

She looked in his direction quietly drinking in his appearance to herself. She had to admit even with him looking I guess the word you could use was "scrubbed" his appearance was still very nice to look at. She knew she had other plans to show him a good time but a small part of her wanted to see what he was like for herself. Getting too deep in her thoughts she cleared her throat lightly.

"Well there's a lot we have to do and a lot for you to be filled in before the night is over. So how about we get you into something more your taste. The guns are yours just for the moment until we can pick up your real toys."

She handed him the basic pistols and placed her two black and gold pistols behind her, for a dress had a hidden open slit she could put the guns in. She then grabbed a small, button up fancy jacket and placed it on.

"Are you ready?"

 

[Wade Von Doom]

Mike's eyebrow raised again to her arsenal. While he didn't mind the basic weaponry, she sure did enjoy the custom paint of her weapons. Mike was more old school, basic night time black so it could blend into the dark so no one could make it out. But his favorite pistols weren't available for the moment, so these would have to do. He was also impressed by how much she knew about him, obviously those she worked with talked about him about what little they knew, and she probably put the pieces together by herself, even if it wasn't much.

He finished his drink and put his coat back on, buttoning it up. "I'm good." He told her, nodding as he spoke. He follow her lead, as she likely knew more about what they were going to do. He hadn't been told much by the bosses, which was strange to him, but seeing Hamari, they wanted to see if they gelled well together. If he knew everything, he'd do the job by himself, so leaving him the dark to follow her lead was both frustrating, as Mike liked to know everything, but also a good way for him to stick with her on the job.

 

[Black Dahlia]

Hamari

nodded and pulled her phone out to make a quick call. Before long there was a limo pulled out front for them. She stood quietly walking towards the door. Her hand on the handle to stopped to speak briefly.

"I've been working with the client for quite some time now. Waiting for the boss to tell me to strike, examine his every move. There are certain... qualities of this man that require more time and planning. Anyway since you have returned I figured you could help me play a part. Considering the fact that you don't really know the scenario makes it even better. Your ignorance of the situation will make it more believable."

She opened the door and took a few steps outside.

"I can give you all the details in the car but first... Are you hungry at all? Or did you want to change your attire first? Whichever makes you more comfortable it's up to you."

 

[Wade Von Doom]

Mike stepped inside the limo as Hamari asked if he wanted anything. He looked up from his seat, straightening out the cuff links to his suit and said, "I'm fine." He answered for both questions. "Let's do the job." His tone was that of annoyance, likely towards his lack of information. He did not like going into these situations blind, because then he couldn't plan out how to execute the operation. He didn't know what this job was still, as far as he knew, this was just a simple meet up!

Sighing, he waited for Hamari to enter the car again. He pulled out gloves from his suit's inner upper left pocket and began putting them on, starting with the right as he asked the dark skinned woman, "So what's the job?" When he finished putting them on and getting used to them, he spoke up again. "What's our goal and do you have a plan?" He did need to know, even if he was acting like a dick to her.

 

[Black Dahlia]

Hamari

understood that this Mike guy was well-known. She understood everything he did for this team. For everyone this was different. Most of his story was unknown. Just like hers and many others. Everyone having their own reason to be here. She just wanted a place to call home and she was given the chance here after all the things she did, saw, and went through. And this aura that Mike was giving off was really started to get to her.

Her jaw ticked as she looked out the window and said nothing for a while. Still looking out the window as she spoke. But a low irritated growl came through her voice this time.

"Long story short... Everyone loves the mayor, but the mayor stepped out of his boundaries and now the mayor can't be the mayor anymore. And sadly the mayor doesn't want to be a smart guy and resign on his own, and we can't kill him so... We have to give him a reason to resign. And yes... I have a plan."

Her voice snarky at the last four words she spoke. Her mind off thinking to herself. She had gone through a lot and when the boss found her she was a mess. Lost, hungry, confused, amongst many other things. Her story was... more distasteful than others so the boss kept her away from others and trained them themselves. Then when the time became available they gave her Mike's spot to see if she could get the job done right.

She's been training and planning months like this to execute the plan herself. Then he gets out and has this standoffish attitude and for what. They approached a fancy five-star hotel and the limo pulled up front. A worker standing outside ready to open the door.

"The mayor's son is a wealthy man. He actually has more money than his father and he achieved it on his own and he doesn't talk to many people. However, he does like to dabble in the escort life. High-class girls only. You will be my transporter just the one to make sure everything goes well. You don't really do anything talking more there for protection. I will take care of the rest."

With that, she waited for the limo door to open and once it did they walked into the hotel together.

 

[Wade Von Doom]

Mike finally felt at ease once she explained her plan. That's all he wanted to know, she'll do her job, he'll do his, and the plan was an actual plan, not something she was making up on the spot. "Once you're with the son, how do you plan on walking out?" If she was going to kill the kid, she'd need to find a way out without being spotted, along with not leaving any evidence that she was there. When they arrived at the hotel, Mike got out first and acting like a gentleman, he helped Hamari out the car by taking her hand lightly and raised her out the doorway. Being that she was an escort, he'd let her walk inside first while he hung behind her.

Wrapping her arm around him made it appear they were together, not that he was her protection, walking inside alone for all to see with a bodyguard behind her made her look the most important person in the room, if not more than the Mayor's son. Hidden under his jacket coat was his weapons however, but he didn't believe he would need to end this in a shootout. If Hamari was smarter than she appeared.

 

[Black Dahlia]

Hamari

smiled lightly as she looked in his direction. "I expect to walk out the same exact way I walked in. It's that simple." Hamari had it all planned out but it wasn't something she could openly discuss giving the fact they were now approaching the targets door. He was on the penthouse level, renting out the entire top floor. As the elevator opened to the floor instantly there were two bodyguards by the elevator, another two in the mid of the hallway, and two more standing by the mayor's sons hotel door.

Hamari had been here to many times. The mayors son took a special interest though they never actually fooled around. To everyone's surprise Hamari had sex only once back in high school her sophomore year. After an incident happened with her she vowed she would only use her body as a trap to lure men, but they would never taste or feel her in any sensual way unless she approved it.

They reached the door with the two bodyguards standing on either side. The larger of the two men spoke in a deep husky voice. "Hello Hamari, he's waiting for you. Like always he just wants a back massage, simple conversation and someone to eat dinner with. I swear I don't know what you have done to this man Hmari but he doesn't treat you anything like an escort at all. You're more like a girlfriend he pays for."Hamari Simply smiled gently as the other large man opened the door for both her and Mike to walk in. She had done this so often they didn't even bother to question Mike or search the both of them.

However, it didn't matter she didn't need her guns for this, and just like she said to Mike before, they would be walking out of this the same way they walked in. When they entered the penthouse she turned to look at Mike.
"All you have to do is relax in this living room area. That's it, everything else is a cake walk." With that she followed the voice she heard calling for her in the bedroom giving Mike a do not fuck this up for me look before vanishing into the room.

 

[Wade Von Doom]

Mike kept his shades on, not even batting an eye at her displeasured glare to him. He wasn't going to do anything, he would do as ordered and leave this all up to Hamari. If he heard anything bad coming from their room however, such as a gunshot or the mayor's son screaming from fear, Mike would leave immediately and not wait to see what happened. He wasn't going back to jail any time soon, and he wanted to stay away from cells for a very long time.

When she left, Mike sat down on the couch and sat there waiting patiently. The man thankfully kept a small bag of stuff in his back pocket, something to do when he was traveling so he didn't get bored. Just fidget basic stuff, though he went for a smoke this time. He pulled out his bizarre cigarette holder case, which was this:

Quite useful for hiding things, I suppose. He also pulled out a small cigarette ashtray from the bag in the shape of a ball with a pop open top so he didn't leave anything behind. The bosses gave him a iPhone as a gift for his release and the protective cover for it came with a cigarette lighter attachment, where he could pull down a small tab to reveal a coil that could instantly heat up using the battery power. As Hamari would get to know Mike a bit more, she would notice he'd always have these strange little quirky devices on him. While a fancy coat for his suit, the man had a lot more pockets filled with these items than you would think.

 

[Black Dahlia]

Hamari

wasn't even the slightest bit nervous as she went into the bedroom to see the mayors son. Everything the same as it always was. They ate dinner, conversed for a little awhile, she would tell him some fake stories of her life and he would listen and vice versa. The mayor's son was nowhere near close to being an attractive man. Which is why he would always pay for escorts to sit and talk to him.

It was really for the company, and as much as she didn't want to admit it Hamari did feel bad for the guy. He wasn't anything like his father, her, or any of the other crew members. He was a quiet young male, who likes video games, anime, and company. Now because of his fathers selfish ways he had to die. A knot in her throat as she watched him drink the scotch she had poured from his collection of vintage alcohol. The contents of the vile that were attached to her thigh now floating around in his stomach.

The vile back on the side of leg. She watched as he took a few more shots of Scotch. Feeling a little tipsy he started to smile and laugh. Standing up and walking her back to Mike. The son knocking on the door for his guards to open it and let them out. "It was nice to see you again Mary. Same time next week?"

Hamari smiled and nodded her head in his direction before following Mike to the elevator. Once the elevator closed she looked down at her watch and began to set a timer. "Well, what's done is done. His father has an announcement tomorrow morning and his son will be there with him. He'll start to have heart pains and before anyone can do anything his heart will stop. Doctor's will say it was a heartache due to all the stress he has been under. However, its really spider poison. The poison doesn't show up in your system because of the way it dissolves. However because of how it dissolves it takes longer to activate. Doesn't matter just makes it better for us. He dies when we are no way around from a heart attack. Of course the boss wants the mayor to know that this was his doing so your next task is to snatch the mayor when he is at the hospital for his son and bring him to the torture chambers. I would offer my help but I know you like to work alone."

She gave a light shrug before walking out the elevator and back to the limo that was waiting for them. The next stop should be one that Mike would appreciate. "Alright I'm sure you'll enjoy the next spot we're going to but I do need you to put this on first." She said handing him a blindfold. When he gave her an odd look she sighed. "Orders from the boss himself. You can call and ask him if you would like but you of all people know how they hate to be bothered." She said still holding the blindfold out to him.

 

[Wade Von Doom]

Mike gave a quizzical look at the blindfold and then to Hamari, confused as to where this was going. The first thought was the bosses wanted him to die, but if they wanted that, he wouldn't be accompanying the woman for this part of the mission and standing around. As well, she probably wasn't going to kill him because if she did, she'd piss off the bosses greatly, and you don't escape their wrath easily. Taking off his shades and putting them in his pocket, Kioda grabbed the blindfold, stepped into the car and wrapped the blindfold around his eyes.

 

[Black Dahlia]

Hamari

Knew that he was debating back and fourth in his head as to what exactly could be going on but she continued leaving him in the dark for it was what she was told to do.

The limo soon pulled into a luxury penthouse suite where she guided him to the first floor. Sitting him in a chair and running his fingers through his hair and along his shoulders before disappearing and saying she would be right back.

When she returned the lights were dim and only candles burned. There were two girls naked on the bed waiting for him to find his way through the middle. She was wearing boy shorts and a bra. Knee high boots with a garter her head down and bouncing off her shoulders as she sat on his lap and removed his blindfold.

"A part of me really wants to be the one to satisfy you after you just getting out. I'm sure there's a beast dying to get out. However they will have to entertain you in the meantime." With that she stood up wrapping her jacket around her body making her way towards the door. He had his phone sonwhem the boss wanted him he would give him a call as she could do the same.

 

[Wade Von Doom]

Mike's eyebrow was raised higher than the other, as he was surprised by the gift of two women who were willing for him. Indeed, he couldn't help but find himself aroused by ladies, but when Hamari spoke, he couldn't help but retort back with, "Then perhaps another day." With a sly voice and a wink. He was impressed with her tonight, and while he didn't like the blindfold, it didn't end with him dead, so that was good.

When she left, Mike stood up form his chair and undid his tie and suit, looking over the two beautiful women. "Ladies," He said, smirking to them.

(Time skip to after this?)

 

[Black Dahlia]

(Yep)

It had been about two weeks since Hamari had last seen Mike. Heard about him yes, but hadn't seen him. He was supposed to be taking care of his missions while she took care of hers. However, the boss had talked to her earlier that morning and said she would be meeting him for brunch to go over a new mission. However, this time she was in the dark. No, worries she knew why. They saw how he did under pressure now it was her turn. In order to be partners they had to trust one another.

Hamari had an altercation the other night and lied saying one of her targets got a hit in. However, that was the current truth and she didn't want to see Mike in this current situation. However, lying was easy and something simple to do. She arrived at the outside patio in the corner under shade. She was wearing a short sleeve off the shoulder black dress. The dress stopped two inches above her knees and flared out. Showing off her curves perfectly.

She wore simple flats, a choker, and a large hat most woman wore to protect from the sun and some shades. Ordering a mimosa as she waited for Mike to arrive.