Capítulo 4: The Suzana Encounter: The Starzzing light Target
Debbie navigated the black Wrangler through the crowded airport parking lot, the sound of idling engines and murmuring travelers filling the air. She finally found a spot and killed the engine. Diana, seated in the back, surveyed her team with a commanding gaze, her eyes locking onto Lauda and Byepat via the rearview mirror.
"So, girls, this is it," Diana said, her voice firm. "Madam's orders are clear," Diana reminded them. "We take down Frankie, and we avenge her sister's suffering. Our loyalty and honor depend on it."
Lauda's eyes flashed with defiance, her jaw clenched as she popped a piece of gum into her mouth, the gesture a subtle manifestation of her rebellious spirit. "Another big score, Madam? Not some personal vendetta?" Lauda asked, her tone laced with skepticism.
Debbie, known for her infectious humor, removed her seatbelt and burst into laughter, hands covering her mouth as she playfully teased Diana. Lauda's eyes narrowed, surprise etched on her face, as she leaned forward to question Debbie's sudden outburst. Byepat, shook her head and gazed out the window, familiar with the group's dynamics.
Diana's expression darkened, but Debbie's antics soon had her smiling.
"Listen up," Diana said, her tone serious. "Frankie and his crew, the Mystyrattle, are making moves in Starze. We've got intel on their LSD operation, and it's clear they're running the show. His lover's nightclub, is a front."
Lauda interjected, "Yeah The Tistletoes?"
Diana continues, slightly rattled by lauda's sudden interjection, "Yes, Spero's notorious Mafia. Our sources confirm their ties to the Maclacax. That's how they've expanded their influence." Her hands clenched, emphasizing the rivalry and her respect, closeness to Madam: "Madam's operation is locked in a bitter struggle with the Maclacax," Diana clarified. "Their expansion into Starze would cripple our interests and undermine Madam's influence."
Byepat's gaze snapped back from the window, her eyes narrowing as Diana's words hung in the air like a challenge. "And there's more," Diana added, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Corrupt officials are entrenched in the Maclacax's pocket". We must act to protect Madam's interests and our own. Kenny's running for governor, and we're backing him. If he wins, we can curb the Maclacax's influence and take down the Tistletoes."
Lauda, still exuding her reckless abandon, nodded: "Yeah, here right, hmm... So I was wrong." She flashed a mischievous grin. "Action time."
Byepat rolled her eyes, her mind already racing. "I don't know why Madam stuck me with these girls," she muttered, feigning exhaustion. "I'm finished."
Diana, ever the poised leader, issued commands with precision: "Girls, here's the plan." She sent the details via their secure phones, eyes scanning the group. "Review the mission brief. No mistakes. We have 45 minutes before commencement."
"The objective," Diana continued, "is to extract Suzana, aka Suzuki, from the airport to our destination. No questions asked. Byepat expertly bypass the airport's security firewall, utilize your knowledge of network vulnerabilities( hacking magic). Israel and Ludacris have acquired a secure vehicle – we need a mobile command center".
Diana continued, "That vechile will be our temporary base. We'll use the 45-minute window to transform into our police personas, complete with authentic IDs and airport clearance. Byepat, hack into the airport's database to ensure our fake IDs match their records. Once we're suited up, we'll exit the bus, ready to pose as police officials. Our mission is to extract Suzana, avoiding EAE Intelligence and Maclacax's influence. We'll pose as police officials, complete with authentic IDs and airport database clearance".
"Byepat, make it happen. Timing's crucial," Diana emphasized. "We have one hour before the real police officials arrive. Let's move."
Lauda, slicing through Diana's explanation, proposed, "Why not just bust in, grab Suzana, and escape? Like a classic kidnapping?" Debbie nodded in agreement, hand raised.
Diana smirked. "Not an option. Maclacax has already alerted our nation's top-secret enforcement unit, EAE Intelligence. If they reach Suzana first, those police officials, allegedly sent by Kenny, won't stand a chance. EAE's in Maclacax's pocket."
Lauda's eyes narrowed.
Diana continued, "Starzzing Light, Maclacax's entertainment empire, wants to host Suzana's concert – but there's a catch."
"To make it happen, Suzana must sign a binding contract with Starzzing Light, essentially locking her into an exclusive deal. If she falls into EAE's hands and signs that contract, it's a trap – for her and her current entertainment company."
Lauda's gaze locked onto Diana. "Oooh... Wow, even EAE is under Maclacax's control."
"So, that's why we must act fast. Even Kenny's unaware of EAE's involvement." Lauda's eyes widened as the mission's complexity sunk in. "Oooh... Wow, so even EAE is under Maclacax's control."
Debbie pushed open the car door, and the team spilled out, their movements fluid and practiced. Diana exchanged a brief nod with Israel and Ludacris, a silent acknowledgment of their synchronized plan.
Lauda's wild nature flared, bewildered by their transportation choice. "You expect us to ride that?" She hesitated, sitting on the ground. Diana, the ruthless leader, and Byepat left her there, but Debbie coaxed Lauda up and onto the bike.
Unbeknownst to them, Snipe, a ruthless sniper with a reputation for precision, monitored their every step, his eyes narrowing as he anticipated their next move. Since they entered the airport. His instincts sensed something off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
As they mounted the bikes, Snipe's gaze followed them through his scope, earpiece in place. Racky's voice crackled through. "Hey, Snipe. Anything brewing?"
Snipe replied, "Nope, all good. Just some suspicious activity, but nothing concrete."
Racky signed off. "Roger, keep me posted."
Snipe continued to monitor the bikes as they sped away from the airport. His curiosity remained piqued, but he saw no immediate threat.
They pulled into "Robby's Auto Repairs," a weathered car shop with faded signage and the scent of gasoline hanging heavy in the air. Israel and Ludacris parked the bikes, and Diana instructed them to call her before disappearing into the shop with the remaining team.
Lauda's confusion simmered, but she knew better than to question Diana. Byepat's surprised emotions remained hidden behind a mask of silence. Only Debbie seemed aware of the plan.
Inside, they met Robby, the shop's burly owner.
Diana strode into Robby's Auto Repairs, her commanding presence filling the room. "Robby, how's business?"
Robby's eyes locked onto Lauda, his gaze lingering with a mixture of lust and longing. Lauda noticed and swiftly shut him down with a biting glare, sending Robby backpedaling in fear.
Debbie and even Byepat, the quiet nerd, couldn't help but chuckle at Robby's hasty retreat.
Diana's voice cut through the tension. "So, where is it?" Her tone left no room for hesitation.
Robby composed himself, directing them to a secured garage. One of his men opened the door, revealing a sleek police vehicle designed for high-security escort purposes.
"Your gear and attire are inside," Robby explained, pointing to a door within the garage. "You'll be dressing there."
Diana's eyes scanned the area. "No gadget room?"
Robby's expression changed from nervous to startled. "Oh, computers!" He pointed to another door on the opposite side of the garage. "That's where our tech setup is. You'll find everything you need in there."
Lauda raised an eyebrow, ridiculing Robby's response. "All these men with stomachs but no brains."
Robby's face reddened as he hastily exited, earning laughter from the group, including Byepat.
Diana closed the garage door, her expression turning serious. "Let's review our assignments."
Diana barked orders, her voice low and urgent. "Let's move, Byepat. Your station ready?"
Byepat nodded, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Yes, all good."
Diana waved her hand, and Byepat nodded before rushing off to her designated task, a gentle smile on her face. She couldn't wait to reunite with her beloved computers and gadgets.
"Lauda, you won't be wearing a police uniform. Your clothes are inside. Understand the mission brief?" Diana asked.
Lauda nodded, having reviewed the details. She entered the room to gear up.
Diana and Debbie shared a brief, knowing glance, their years of partnership evident in the unspoken understanding, as they stepped into the gear room.
Minutes later, Lauda emerged dressed as a high-end celebrity escort.
Debbie wore an authentic police uniform, blending in seamlessly.
Diana exited the gear room last, clad in a detective's uniform, impersonating the original detective.
"All weapons inside the police van, remember," Diana reminded them, her voice firm.
Debbie nodded, tucking her gun into her holster. Lauda flashed a confident smile.
Debbie slid into the police van's front seat, while Lauda took the back. Diana settled in, her eyes scanning the surroundings.
"The mission begins now," Diana announced, her voice low and steady. "Stay sharp, ladies."
Byepat's voice crackled through the comms system, her tone cheerful. "All systems online, Diana. I've got your backs."
The mission was underway, and the team's fate hung precariously in the balance, as they hurtled toward a confrontation that would change everything.
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