Post by Echo on May 4, 2010 22:21:16 GMT
The newspapers told a story about a police officer murdered on the job by the docks. The murder behind this crime was still unknown, but the police knew the dead officer was near Dock 21, the private cargo dock for a more than shady arms company. Castle Arms. Maya had been following this sort of crime since she got in NYC.
Her father was a big name when it came to drug smugglers and had his connections with some arms dealers made her familiar with some names. Cortez and Diaz were one of the few that were still around from her father's time. Maya used her father's previous criminal leverage to get the information she needed on Castle Arms.
A week ago
Maya walked into the smokey chinese restaurant with her little black dress and high heels, making her six foot instead of two inches shorter. She pushed her black hair behind her ear as she confidently made it through the back of the kitchen then then further into the back room. No one stopped her passing by the cooks. No one cared enough or they spotted the gun holstered to her leg.
The only people that gave her any trouble were the large latino men with guns blocking the entrance to the supposedly secret meeting.
"Where are you going chica? El cuarto de baño es la otra manera" he said to her while giving her body an appreciative look over. He was fat yet tall, while the other one was short and squat.
"Los ojos aquí" she said while gesturing to her eyes. Maya didn't need that right now. "I'm here to have a chat with Diaz, Manny Diaz."
"I'm sure that you can surprise him later, he's a bit busy." he said.
Maya laughed and quickly pulled her gun out and held it under his throat. The other body guard went to pull his gun out, but Maya swiped the fat ones and held it at his head. "Now would you let me in there, por favor. I have some business to attend to." she said in a sickly sweet voice. They both nodded and waited for her to allow them enough room to open the door.
Once the faux freezer door was accessible for her, Maya walked down the grate metal steps and saw a small poker table with four players smoking more illegal Cubans. At the sound of her clattering heels they all turned to face her, not sure whether to pull their guns out or what. ""Maya Lopez, Crazy Horse's little girl. I hear you boys have a shipment coming in a week. I want in."
Now
Dressed as one of the potential buyers, Maya Lopez walked up to the group of middle aged and up men with a confident smirk on her face. Secretly she wanted to kill them all, but that would have to wait till later.
" So where are these toys?" she asked while putting her hands on her hips. Sure Echo looked like the villainess that needed a few extra firearms, but in a matter of minutes - once the goodie bags were revealed- she'd go Jet Li slash Segal on their asses. Of course reporting their criminal behavior to the police and relieving them of their arms was part of the plan, but after the part where she had a bit of anger management therapy.
Her father was a big name when it came to drug smugglers and had his connections with some arms dealers made her familiar with some names. Cortez and Diaz were one of the few that were still around from her father's time. Maya used her father's previous criminal leverage to get the information she needed on Castle Arms.
A week ago
Maya walked into the smokey chinese restaurant with her little black dress and high heels, making her six foot instead of two inches shorter. She pushed her black hair behind her ear as she confidently made it through the back of the kitchen then then further into the back room. No one stopped her passing by the cooks. No one cared enough or they spotted the gun holstered to her leg.
The only people that gave her any trouble were the large latino men with guns blocking the entrance to the supposedly secret meeting.
"Where are you going chica? El cuarto de baño es la otra manera" he said to her while giving her body an appreciative look over. He was fat yet tall, while the other one was short and squat.
"Los ojos aquí" she said while gesturing to her eyes. Maya didn't need that right now. "I'm here to have a chat with Diaz, Manny Diaz."
"I'm sure that you can surprise him later, he's a bit busy." he said.
Maya laughed and quickly pulled her gun out and held it under his throat. The other body guard went to pull his gun out, but Maya swiped the fat ones and held it at his head. "Now would you let me in there, por favor. I have some business to attend to." she said in a sickly sweet voice. They both nodded and waited for her to allow them enough room to open the door.
Once the faux freezer door was accessible for her, Maya walked down the grate metal steps and saw a small poker table with four players smoking more illegal Cubans. At the sound of her clattering heels they all turned to face her, not sure whether to pull their guns out or what. ""Maya Lopez, Crazy Horse's little girl. I hear you boys have a shipment coming in a week. I want in."
Now
Dressed as one of the potential buyers, Maya Lopez walked up to the group of middle aged and up men with a confident smirk on her face. Secretly she wanted to kill them all, but that would have to wait till later.
" So where are these toys?" she asked while putting her hands on her hips. Sure Echo looked like the villainess that needed a few extra firearms, but in a matter of minutes - once the goodie bags were revealed- she'd go Jet Li slash Segal on their asses. Of course reporting their criminal behavior to the police and relieving them of their arms was part of the plan, but after the part where she had a bit of anger management therapy.
