“I don’t think—”
“You got a better idea?” I interrupt Luke.
He stares me down and narrows his ice blue eyes at me. He can give me his “stare” all he wants, but he knows that shit don’t work on me. I’m immune to all of their tactics.
“Well?” I raise my brows at him, waiting for his answer. His brow furrows and he stands up, his hands clenching into fists.
“Fuck!”
“Now now, no need for the language.” I smirk.
Lifting up out of the chair, I walk out of the office and over to Evan’s station, writing a note on a piece of paper asking him for some gadgets to go undercover with. I’m not stupid, I wouldn’t go in without some sort of communication with the team, but at the same time, I need to distance myself from them so that Jonny doesn’t find out about me.
I’ve been working on a plan since the moment I read Jonny’s file, my mind working overtime. This is the best way I could think of to get close to him and gather information, not just on Jonny but on the cartel too.
I walk back over to the office and say, “I’ll be back in an hour to brief everyone.”
“We’ll be here,” Ty answers.
I nod and walk away.
First thing I need to do is pack a bag, there’s no way I’ll be able to stay on the compound. I need to fully immerse myself into this job, and that means that I also need to find a place to live.
Within hours, I’m ready to go and they’ve all been briefed. This isn’t the first time that I’ve gone undercover. Although every other time I’ve done it, it hasn’t been for long. It can be dangerous but exciting too, and I can’t deny the thrill running through me right now.
I like to think of it as acting, and I was always good in drama class. Pretending to be someone else is fun. The last time I was undercover it lasted for a week, but this time I have no idea how long it’ll be for, so I’ll prepare for a few weeks but I know it could end up being longer.
I’ll miss being on the compound every day and seeing the guys, but to get close to Jonny, I know I need to be working at the club. With who he’s rumored to be, he’ll be sure to check out where his staff lives and who they are, so heading out now is the best thing to do. Getting myself set-up and ready before I go in for an interview.
“So, you’re gonna be a stripper?” Evan asks, his mouth open wide.
“Yeah.” I smirk and roll my eyes. “Of course, I’m not. There’s a position at the bar. Interviews are in a few days.”
“Wait.” Ty holds his hand up and we all turn to face him. “You mean that you don’t already have the job lined up? I don’t like this, Kitty, I think you need to hold off awhile.”
I lean back in my chair and lace my fingers together, resting them on my stomach.
“Boss.” I raise a brow at him. “I’ve planned it all out. I’ve got an apartment sorted, I have an interview. I need to be working there to get any info. I’ll have access to things that we wouldn’t normally have access to. It’s a good plan. I know it’s all really quick, but I need to be in the apartment before I have the interview. I need to be seen around.”
“I don’t like this,” Luke mutters.
I shrug my shoulders at him and look back to Ty. He’s the one who will ultimately have the last say. If he says no, then I won’t be able to do it.
“Fine,” he relents, scraping his hands down his face. “You got the kit?”
“Yep.”
“Evan?”
“All set, Boss. Burner phone, panic button, trackers, all set to go.”
“I want a daily update. You know the rules, you go more than twenty-four hours without contact then we’ll head in and blow your cover.”
“Got it.” I stand up and push the chair back with the back of my legs. “Luke? Be a doll and carry my bags to the car?”
He smirks and shakes his head, grabbing the bags that I carried here from my house as Evan picks up the bag with all the gadgets inside.
“You need me to go through them with you?” he asks.