The streetlights were shot out in this part of town. Cara didn’t exactly appreciate that but she didn’t feel ill-at-ease either. The Division agent and former criminal had built her enterprise in fear in the dark streets and woods and alleys of the world. “Couldn’t meet me at noon at the cafe down the street or…?” She smirked when she finally saw him. “What, did you have a zit on your precious nose you didn’t want me to see?”
Axel stepped out of the shadows as she walked up to met him. WHen she started to be snarky he laughed and smiled at her. “daytime it not my thing.” He told her as he moved closer to her. “And as you can see there is no pimple on my ‘precious nose’.” He smirked.
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